Green Island Island Records Fifth Chronicle Iceland

https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/52285348379_aa50a42332_b.jpg Island Chronicle Iceland 2015/2019 This year's Iceland Chronicle is a re-edit of my travel history to Iceland in 2019 and the content of the first issue of Iceland Chronicle in 2015. This time, it is also specially designed in the form of a double cover. The left page is the beginning of the trip in 2015, and the right page is 2019. The two Iceland trips will finally meet each other in the middle. https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/52286875795_5abb7d4353_b.jpg https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/52285412412_2ccbd79129_b.jpg / https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/52285348314_811c2a4646_b.jpg Iceland 2015 Discover a green island That day, I flew to Iceland for the first time. That was 2015. https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/52285087823_50707de574_b.jpg Green Island/ there are clouds in the sky birds in the clouds you stand where there is green grass There are cattle and sheep on the green grass Cows and sheep live on small islands There are four seasons and bungalows on the island A small bungalow hangs an oil lamp every night glow https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/52286658774_29e65ca49c_b.jpg "Beginning" Years later, it is still a beautiful dream for me. I flew to Iceland alone that day, it was 2015. Saying goodbye to friends traveling with Canada and boarding a flight to Iceland alone, I felt extremely uneasy. Unexpectedly, when I was about to arrive at the island of my dreams, more clearly than the emotion and excitement, it was the tension and anxiety caused by flying to another country alone for the first time. The plane flew all the way over the North American continent and Greenland. Outside the window, the North Atlantic looked so dark and cold, and I imagined Iceland as an extremely remote, desolate, and extremely cold island. The plane landed slowly, and I followed the signs. After completing the immigration procedures, I stood in the empty airport hall. When I saw the gray scenery outside the glass wall, I suddenly felt at a loss. Where should I go at six in the morning? Now, when I recall that the confused child felt in his heart, the complex mood formed by the intertwining of many emotions, I think, that is the starting point for a person to explore the world. And everyone's life has only one starting point, an eternal starting point. My starting point is Iceland. https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/52286879825_a15f500b82_b.jpg 2015 Catalog: that distant island Arrived in Iceland for the first time Reykjavik island home Golden Circle Miscellaneous. Iceland, so quiet island of life eternal twilight In a flash. aurora write you a postcard goodbye one day postscript song on the journey Postcard postcard without address postscript end point https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/52285405542_eb67346b32_b.jpg Iceland 2019 island star flight That day, I arrived in Iceland again. That was 2019. https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/52286396141_2ec0d9daef_b.jpg "Endless" Will the journey ever have an end? When people start to throw their life into the unknown journey and choose to be a traveler, even if they have spent countless time and money, they must be convinced that everything they seek and believe in will be worthwhile. Travel is exploration and discovery. The world is so vast. How can this road end? As long as we still believe, and we are always willing to believe, there must be something in every journey that we must witness with our own eyes and touch with our hearts. Yes, we believe in gain and loss, in fragmentation and reorganization, in the present moment where everything happens. And most importantly, we truly believe that everything that calls us to our path must ultimately make us who we are. If your heart desires, go for it. Be alert, but not overly concerned; be wary of fear, but embrace encounter with open arms. Rest assured, no matter what you choose, every road will bring you a view, and that's the only view you'll ever see. Enjoy and devote yourself to every moment of travel, no matter what comes to you, good or bad, all that happens will pass, and all the results will be connected in the end. Let us pack our bags, hone our body and mind on the long road, and let our heart grow. Then, this increasingly strong heart will also form the same strong will, and we will use this will to define our own life, your own soul; to construct your own eyes and the world in your heart. I believe that life is a gift and living is a miracle. Since you choose to be a traveler, you must pursue it bravely, be truly cowardly, and believe with all your heart. As long as we are still willing to go on the road, as long as we are always willing, there is no end to all this. Traveler, tell me, when will the journey ever have an end? https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/52284104007_88361bfc80_b.jpg 2019 Catalog: someday. It's today Back to Highway 1 first meet. Seljalandsfoss I still want to see you again. Jökulsárlón Glacier hike. falljokull bird place. Vik Find a green island Say good sunset? You and I have seen the same waterfall meet in the wilderness. aurora Lobster Bisque taste of travel still the same rainy night https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/52286652914_cb59cbfc03_b.jpg "Island Star Flight" Iceland, he says, is too unlike Earth. So, we had a Star Air flight on the island. The music was set, the melody came out of the speakers, and about the song to listen to while traveling in Iceland, I had already decided that the first one had to be Dirty paws of Of monster and man. The main melody of the song is like lightning shaking the air of the plains, shaking my heart. I turned my head and looked at the vast and endless green outside the car window, just like the Icelandic green in my impression, and my heart was excited. Finally, I'm back on this Route 1 once again. finally. https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/52286883565_0985331851_b.jpg Set off on the farthest journey, Let the soles and souls be stained with the soil of the world. We are clothed in sea breeze and starlight, We crossed the sea and the mountains, Finally reached the farthest place. That is where the heart goes, A psalm sounded from a far away place, That poetry comes from the world and from the bottom of my heart. 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