Spring Festival, for displaced wanderers, is not only the warmest word of the year, but also the most headache of the two words. No, in the blink of an eye, it is the annual Spring Festival return war, and for a time, the reunion dream and separation of thousands of families are being interpreted across the country. One of the most ridiculous things is the ridiculously high plane tickets and the train tickets that are always on standby. These two seem to have become the most ironic symbols of modern life, on the one hand, showing people's desire for home, and on the other hand, exposing the helplessness and absurdity of reality.
The return ticket for the Spring Festival is as expensive as a short trip abroad. For ordinary people, this is not just a matter of a ticket, but more like a redefinition of "going home". Home, a once warm and comfortable word, seems to have become a luxury in front of air tickets. The waiting list for train tickets seems to be an endless wait, which makes people experience what is called "long love" in the cold wind of winter.
You know, the reason why air tickets** are ridiculously high can be explained by the "supply and demand" of economics. In short, too many people want to squeeze home on the same plane, and the plane is not a rubber band, it can be stretched infinitely. As a result, airlines played the game of "whoever gives more, who can go home".
As for the train, I have a friend who looked nervously on the 12306 page on the computer screen on the eve of the Spring Festival, as if a gambler was watching the dice on the table. She said to me: "It's like being involved in a war without gunpowder, you don't know which direction the enemy will attack from, you can only be ready at all times." When I heard this, I couldn't help but laugh. Isn't this the absurdity of our time? In order to go home, we had to grab tickets and fight like soldiers.
In this battle, some people may be able to get a ticket home with superb skill and luck, while more people may end up with a "waiting" result. Alternate, the word, at this time, is like a chronic poison that makes it impossible to completely despair and unable to completely give up hope. In this long wait, people's desire for "home" has become stronger, and at the same time, it has become more helpless.
At this point, you may be thinking, "Can you exchange skill points or gold for a place to go home like playing a game?" "It's a pity that the gold coins here are real gold**, and your skill points are probably the courage to endure the pain and cut love.
Perhaps, it is this helplessness and waiting that forms the tone of the modern adventure of the Spring Festival return. In this story, we are both the protagonist and the audience, laughing and tearing as we watch ourselves struggle between airfare and train tickets. We laugh at this absurdity, but we have to face it, because at the end of the day, whether we spend a lot of money on a plane ticket or wait on the waiting list, all we are looking for is the warm name - home.
We can't deny that the tradition of going home for the Spring Festival has brought us countless warm memories, but in modern society, this tradition has also brought us a certain amount of economic pressure. It's like a play that happens every year, where you're both the director and the lead actor, and you have to pay for tickets out of your own pocket**.
And in this scene, the high air ticket is undoubtedly a kind of irony - it not only reflects people's desire for home, but also exposes some of the helplessness of modern life.
Of course, in the face of high airfares**, we are not out of the question. For example, you can choose to go out during the "off-peak" period of ticket purchases, or take advantage of various promotions and points to redeem tickets.
Another way is to plan ahead and design the route home to be as exciting as a game, so that you can reach your destination in the most economical way after all the twists and turns. In this way, when you finally set foot on the way home, the sense of accomplishment may be even more refreshing than defeating the boss in the game.
At the end of this story, I would like to quote an old saying: "A golden nest is not as good as your own kennel." "No matter how wonderful the outside world is, home is always where our soul belongs. No matter how difficult the way home is, the yearning and reluctance are enough to make us laugh at all challenges.
In this way, the return journey of the Spring Festival is not only a geographical movement, but also a spiritual journey. In this trip, we may encounter countless problems and challenges, but as long as we have love in our hearts and the direction of home, then no matter how expensive the ticket is and how long the waitlist is, we will not be able to stop us from going home.
Return for the Spring Festival