Still remember a famous song of Chen Qizhen, which called Meaning of Travelling. The melodious rhythm leads me to consider what’s the true meaning of travelling.

Having seen a lot of worldfamous cities, they differs from each other. They are not like the imagination in my mind, most of which are not so modern as Shanghai. If one of the foreigners from these cities came to Shanghai, he will be amazed by the skyscrapers and other advanced basic infrastructures in Shanghai. It is my custom to compare the city I visit with the city I live for years, that is Shanghai.

Last weekend. right after the liberation of the final exam of first period study, I went out for trip to Amsterdam, Brussels, Brugge, Ostende. The last three are in Belgium, which is a country my auntie and her family have lived for almost 20 years.

Just when I arrived at Brussels Central Station, my auntie welcomed me with her great enthusiasm, my uncle drived the newly advanced car to pick me up to their home in the suburb. In the following days, auntie almost arranged everything concerning my daily life, which includes clothes, eating, accomodation, transport. The first day there’s a little rain in Brussels, she thrusted a raincoat into my hand, and even lent me one of her sweaters. Each day in the morning she put eating stuffs into my bag acting as lunch, which truly saves my spending. I remember the second day in Belgium, we went to a Greek restaurant just after my one-day travelling, they said it is their favourite. At the last night stayed in Belgium, auntie prepared a generous Chinese cuisine dinner with the ingredients she deliberately bought from a Chinese shop the day before.  During the last dinner in their home, auntie talked a lot, she mentioned that she was the first person hugged me in her arms when I came to this world. She also mentioned something about old days with my mother. Most of the motifs are of course about Chinese tradition. To tie in with the theme, my uncle played Chinese news in Youtube with PS3 in the dinning room. Each day, he picked me up in the subway station, different kinds of songs are played in the car. When it comes my departure date, on the way to the subway station,  he played I Really Miss You performed by Zhou Bingqian, the heart-warming two-stringed Chinese musical instrument pushed my tears out. I even cannot stop it, and turned the head towards one side of the window. Annie is a lovely girl, she is now 13 years old, the first night I arrived at their home, she took out the sticker collections, and presented me a pie of them. My mother took Auntie Qing to travel around years ago. If I have time and chance, I am pleased to travel with little Annie.

Brussels is a beautiful city, which is very much distinct from others, engraved constructions, delicate stores, etc. all leaves me a deep impression. But the warm heart of my relative in this city impressed me the most. I will miss you, Brussels, I will miss you, my relative in Brussels.

I suddenly realize one of the speeches my friend made, whether a city deserves staying, determined by the person you concern about. I always believe that I am a flexible people, I will quickly adapt to any new circumstance whatever it is. But I am still a home loving bird, I didn’t bought much souvenirs, one of the two clothings I bought is for my family. Each time I came to a new city, I cannot wait to send a postcard to my family. Even as for chocolate I bought in Belgium,  I packed them into the luggage case once I arrived at dormitory, I will bring them back dedicating the first taste for my family.

I will always love you. My family, wherever in the world you live.