Travel is an altered state of consciousness.I think that when we travel what we are after is a ideal destination for a spiritual retreat.Escaping from the depression and exhaustion during my daily work,I went to Hangzhou in search for some comfort,a place celebrated for its natural and cultural landscape.
A trip around the West Lake is one of the best memories in my life.Hang around on the Su Causeway,watched the willows swaying in the wind,and talked in a much casual way with my friend,I immersed myself in such an enchanting atmosphere.If I were a poet,I would spare no effort to write a poem to praise the beauty of the West Lake.The river was sparsely lined with flowers that in early puberty，like a beautiful butterfly emerging from its cocoon.In the distance,the Leifeng pagoda and several pavilions sparkled reflection in the lake.After seeing all these,I left my confusion and annoyance far away.
