出发，不只是为了终点

两岸落英缤纷，风景迤逦，对无需驻足，却何不注目？其实出发，不只是为了到达，更是为了沿途美丽的风景。

——题记

同行的游客早已不见踪影，妈妈却仍握着桨悠然地坐在皮艇中，不见丝毫焦急之色。

“妈妈……”已记不清我这般提醒了多少次，她老人家终于舍得看了我一眼，却依旧没有加速，反而划到了岸边，指着一株娇嫩的野花，微笑：“看，多漂亮。”我不予理会，只是焦急地望向终点的方向。“女儿，”妈妈加重了语气，“闭上眼睛，感受一下自然的气息，这是旅行，不是比赛，到大终点并不是它的全部！”

闻言，只得闭了眼，强迫自己不去想对到达的渴望。微风用温柔的手撩动起我的发丝，密林中酷暑似乎被挡在门外，阳光如水，清凉温柔。不知名的草木搭起的凉棚间当期宁静的蝉鸣，应着汩汩的水声，和成了一支最自然最安恬的小夜曲。这一切，如梦如幻，不觉间，我已如痴如醉。

紧握皮筏的手放松下来，眉间的皱纹被清风抚平，唇角被落下的阳光欢笑着抹起，鸟儿的清吟将我唤醒。睁眼时，焦躁不安的神情早已荡然无存，对到达的渴望早已不复强烈，取而代之的，是最简单纯净的笑意，是欣赏路边风景的安闲悠然。阳光被枝枝叶叶切碎，透出天空几块，仿若打翻了浅蓝色的墨水瓶，千丝万缕的蓝竟是我为到达而执着时从未注意过的别样风景。明媚的笑声穿梭在树林间，那种安闲欣赏美景的快乐，是不能被到达终点的喜悦取代的。原来出发，真的不只是为了到达。

“到了！”妈妈轻唤回我的神思，眼眸中饱含着笑意，我知道，她在为我不再为终点执着而开心，亦为这沿途风景之美而快乐。

曾经我一度执着于结果。我为一次考试失利失落，却未想过，准备考试的过程中我已收获了许多；我为未能登上山顶而哭泣，却未想过，我已欣赏一路风景，也学会了拼尽全力去坚持。

如今我已看淡结果，至尽力去享受过程，一路汗水的挥洒，一路风景的陪伴，都将是我出发的理由。

参考翻译：

The two sides of the strait are colorful and beautiful, so why not pay attention to them without stopping? In fact, starting is not only for the purpose of arriving, but also for the beautiful scenery along the way.

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The tourists in the same trade have long disappeared, but my mother still sits leisurely in the kayak holding the oars, without the slightest anxiety.

"Mom ..." I can't remember how many times I reminded her. Her old man finally gave me a look, but she still didn't accelerate. Instead, she rowed to the shore, pointed to a delicate wild flower and smiled: "Look, how beautiful." I ignored it, but looked anxiously towards the end. "Daughter," my mother stressed, "close your eyes and feel the natural breath. This is a trip, not a competition. It's not all to the big end!"

Smell speech, had to close my eyes, forcing myself not to think about the desire to arrive. The breeze blows my hair with gentle hands, and the heat in the dense forest seems to be kept out of the door. The sunshine is like water, cool and gentle. The quiet cicada singing in the arbor set up by unknown vegetation, responding to the gurgling sound of water, has become the most natural and peaceful serenade. All this, like a dream, before I knew it, I was infatuated.

Hold the hand of the raft to relax, the wrinkles between the eyebrows are smoothed by the breeze, the lips are rubbed with laughter by the falling sunshine, and the birds' songs wake me up. When I opened my eyes, my restless expression had already disappeared, and my desire to arrive was no longer strong. Instead, it was the simplest and purest smile, that is, enjoying the roadside scenery at ease. The sunlight was cut up by branches and leaves, and revealed several pieces in the sky, which seemed to knock over the light blue ink bottle. The countless blue was a different kind of scenery that I never noticed when I was persistent in arriving. Bright laughter shuttles through the woods, and the joy of enjoying the beautiful scenery can't be replaced by the joy of reaching the end. Originally, it was really not just to arrive.

"Here we are!" My mother called back my thoughts, and her eyes were full of smiles. I knew that she was happy that I was no longer obsessed with the end point, but also happy for the beauty of the scenery along the way.

At one time, I was obsessed with results. I lost for an exam, but I never thought that I had gained a lot in the process of preparing for the exam; I cried because I couldn't climb to the top of the mountain, but I didn't think about it. I have enjoyed the scenery all the way and learned to try my best to persist.

Now I have looked down on the results, and I have tried my best to enjoy the process. Sweating along the way and accompanying the scenery along the way will be the reasons for my departure.