During those years when people are traveling, we all envy ourselves

For my first trip after the epidemic, I chose Kamakura, which is not far from Tokyo. Anticipation mixed with some anxiety, I took off my mask on the sidewalk by the seaside and felt the free sea breeze for the first time in a long time. I saw the clouds flickering in the sky, and captured a girl running and taking photos on the beach. The memory of that August is full of the flavor of freedom and youth.

The first trip with YY·JY. Atami in September is as "hot" as its name suggests. Before setting off, I was worried about whether it would be awkward because YY and JY didn't know each other, but after meeting, I no longer had that worry. The memories of September include the endless blue-green Pacific coast, the matcha-like Mount Omuro, and the seaside at night that looks like a ghost movie.

Unable to rest, YY and I took the tram back and forth into the mountains in the crisp autumn weather of October. In Qingmei, I got mixed up with a tour group of old ladies, and at the foot of Mount Fuji, I stepped on a shooting location found by an old man and took a picture of Mount Fuji under the red leaves. The memories of October include blue rivers, diamond-like lakes, and us being as comfortable as retired seniors.

At the end of November, it’s the season for viewing the red leaves. Kyoto is so red that it’s hard to describe it with just one beautiful word. In Kyoto in November, there is the comfort of sitting in the courtyard and admiring the beautiful scenery, and there is also the wantonness after drawing good fortune and buying health charms at Kiyomizudera Temple.

There is nothing interesting in Osaka, except USJ. Because they stayed up late the night before, the two of them were so dizzy after playing two projects the next day. Due to the epidemic, there were many fewer people in the park than before, so I played Harry Potter’s Magic Castle several times. Osaka in November was filled with our joy at the amusement park and the pain of taking the night bus back that night.

On a quick trip, I was so excited that I took a cheap night bus to Yamagata the next day, where I saw the largest and most beautiful snow I have ever seen. In February 2021, I shivered from the cold in the Ginzan Hot Spring where Yubaba was, and I also soaked in the sunshine in Sendai where Mr. Lu Xun stayed. I bought some cute clothes at an outlet and plan to wear them until March in Shikoku.

The next week after returning from Tohoku, I went to the Miura Coast in the southernmost part of Tokyo. At that time, I made an appointment with YY to go somewhere close every week and somewhere far away every month. Although it was not fully realized, we were really able to run at that time. One week I was shivering in the wind and snow, and the next week I was enjoying the cherry blossoms and blowing the sea breeze in the spring-filled south. I also passed by Yokohama and saw the romantic night view.

Shikoku in March is neither cold nor hot. Due to the yellow sand weather, although it is a bit gray, it does not affect its beauty at all. Not knowing the dangerous situation ahead, I climbed up Ziyunde Mountain with hands and feet, and saw the cherry blossoms blooming on the top of the mountain; I saw the breathtaking Naruto Whirlpool in Naruto; I took pictures of the unmanned station in Shimotan where everyone was hiding behind the camera. ; Take off like a witch on a broomstick in the magical Shodoshima Island; see what I think is the most beautiful garden in Japan in Ritsurin Park; experience Monet's garden and the auditorium with a blue starry sky at the Otsuka International Museum of Art. Shikoku in March has countless beauties that cannot be summarized in nine pictures. It is a place that YY and I can call our "happy hometown" in Japan.

The trip to Ibaraki in May was the first group trip with YY. It really saved trouble and worry. In Ibaraki in May, there is a sea of ​​blue flowers full of white butterfly flowers, and there is Oarai Shrine on the seaside, which is always beaten by the wind and waves. The existence of these two places makes me wonder why Ibaraki is the place with the lowest charm in Japan.

June is the rainy season and the season when hydrangeas bloom. I booked a pretty good hot spring hotel and was very happy eating instant noodles bought at the Yamashita convenience store by bike in the lobby. Unexpectedly, the cold wave in June can also make people shiver, and in the end, they escaped on a bus in the pouring rain.

The Hokuriku trip in July was upgraded from a two-person trip to a four-person trip. In the hot July, we cheered for the Olympics, and we also had the fun of checking in to limited-time Starbucks in various places for no reason. In the footsteps of July, I saw the blue Toyama, passed by the green Gifu, ate ice cream with gold foil in Kanazawa, and met a cute little dinosaur (lost😭) in Fukui.

Aomori is rich in apples. So Aomori in October always smells like apple pie in my memory. Just like the scenery, the first thing you see and the first bite you eat is always the best. That delicious bite of apple pie is full of lingering heat and cinnamon.

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