If you wish to go to Hainan, the tropical paradise. I felt a bit depressed when I just got on the bus at Houjie Station bound for Haikou as there was no seat available. I walked to the rear door of the bus and felt it was in disorder, so I ran to the front door. After boarding, I found a place with several quilts where I could barely sit down. The driver said those quilts would be moved later. After waiting for a while, the bus started but the driver didn't move those quilts. The bus didn't drive fast. After about 40 minutes, we arrived at Humen Station. Many of us were asked to get off the bus because it was seriously overloaded. Some people were不服气 why they had to get off and then quarreled, but there was no response. I was also worried about the situation, not because I was afraid of being left here, but because I was a little uneasy for the first time traveling far away. And I was also worried that it would be midnight when I arrived in Haikou. We waited at the station for about half an hour. Those who bought tickets at Humen Station boarded the bus, and finally, someone took care of us who were asked to get off the bus. That handsome man with quite a hoarse voice led us to wait outside the station for the bus to come out. We boarded the bus again, and I saw such an environment and felt a bit dizzy. They put the bed board in the middle of the aisle. I felt dizzy and let them tell me where to sit. With a restless heart, I watched the night gradually getting darker, and my mood slowly became calm. The bus has been driving slowly. At around 1 o'clock in the morning, we arrived in Zhanjiang. We ate something at the rest stop. The handsome man said it was free. Although I was starving, I still dared not eat much due to water and soil incompatibility. I just ate some eggs and then returned to the bus and continued heading to the destination. On the bus, I met a girl sitting next to me. She went to Haikou to play with her sister, and she helped me inquire about the accommodation in Haikou. Thus, the first night was arranged, and I didn't have to worry anymore. After about an hour, we got off at Hai'an to prepare to board the ship across the sea. We chatted while waiting at the dock. She had been to Sanya before, so I asked her for some information. After waiting for about half an hour, seeing that people from later cars had boarded the ship, our handsome driver still hadn't brought the ship tickets, which made me speechless. After another ten minutes, we finally saw our drivers, and we finally boarded the ship. Seeing Hainan on the other side, I felt excited. We kept chatting outside the cabin, enjoying the sea breeze and looking at the sea at midnight. Although it was dark, I was still satisfied because I finally saw the real sea. After more than an hour of sea breeze outside the cabin, I felt a bit cool and started to feel seasick. I went back inside the cabin, sat down, listened to music, and the feeling of seasickness improved a lot. It was almost 5 o'clock when we got off the ship. After landing, we still had to take a car to the West Station in Haikou, which took about an hour. When we got to the West Station, we all got off together, and she led me to find her sister. We took a taxi. When we got off the bus, we asked the driver how long it would take to get to her sister's place, and the fare wouldn't be too expensive. However, the taxi driver said it would cost 25 yuan, which made us shout in surprise at how expensive it was. We said we wanted to use the meter, and the driver said it would start at 10 yuan, which made us shout again. Later, we made a phone call to ask. Finally, it was 25 yuan. The taxis in Haikou are really expensive, even higher than the starting price in Houjie. After all the hustle and bustle, the atmosphere in the car wasn't harmonious. Then the driver said, taxis in Haikou start at 10 yuan, and in Sanya at 7 yuan. After 15 minutes, we arrived at Longquan Home. After waiting for a while, her sister came, a pretty girl, very friendly. After greeting each other, we went to her inn. The price was a bit high, and at that time, there weren't any cheapest rooms available, so we decided to look for other inns. After wandering around, we went to the area where her sister used to live, found one, checked the room, and the room was too bad, the wallpaper was peeling off, it was too scary, so we turned back to the previous inn. Although it was a bit expensive, there was a net cafe downstairs, and the transportation was convenient. After having breakfast and drinking something, I suddenly felt uncomfortable again, "Just after eating, my stomach hurts again. If I were in a different place, I would eat porridge. I don't have the mood to eat now. My face must be green." After walking around for a while, we looked for another room, but there were none available. There was nothing we could do, so I had to go online. Luckily, the internet was cheap, one yuan per hour, and the environment wasn't bad. After playing online for a while, I also looked up the route. Around 11 o'clock, the inn staff called to say they finally had a room available. It was truly a bumpy journey. After completing the procedures, we entered the room, and the first thing I did was take a shower. After sitting in the car for over ten hours without resting, my bones felt like they were scattered. The room wasn't bad, just a bit small, but everything was new, and there was air conditioning. After resting for two hours, it was already half past afternoon. These days, the weather seemed to match my mood. Starting today's itinerary, we took a bus to Holiday Beach. The weather was a bit cool today, and there weren't many people on the beach. Without the sun, Hainan lost some of its charm, the seawater wasn't as clear or blue, but walking along the beach and feeling the sea breeze was still pleasant. Walking along the coastline, we saw some windsurfing enthusiasts, and also two women, one in a Y-shaped pose. Unexpectedly, we also saw a moving head on the sea surface—it was an old man swimming despite the cool weather, impressive! But this weather wasn't suitable for swimming, as it made me shiver. While walking, feeling the sea breeze, listening to the sound of the waves, closing my eyes to savor the moment, it was truly comfortable. After strolling for the entire afternoon, I wasn't tired. We kept walking past the dragon, asking the bus driver, who said he couldn't reach the destination. Dizzy! We had no choice but to call for help, and after asking another driver, we finally boarded the bus and sat down. During the ride, it was rush hour, and the bus quickly filled up. In front of me were two male middle school students, one of whom looked quite good-looking. On his left were a few girls from the same school, one of whom was particularly outgoing and told him to smile, making the boy laugh, which made the girl blush. He was indeed handsome! As an observer, I thought the scene was quite amusing and couldn't help but sigh, "Being a student is the best, carefree." Arriving at the transfer point, we got off the bus. This place reminded me somewhat of Nancheng Women's Street. There was no time to wander, so we asked a city management officer and boarded the bus again, returning to the inn around 7 p.m. After dinner, Lei called to say she was going online, so we finished eating and went online. We also needed to confirm the location of the bus station for tomorrow's trip to Qionghai. Haikou is a bustling city, but Hainan's development is still in its infancy. The hotels here naturally can't compare with those in Houjie, but their transportation system is much better. The next day, after checking out, I carried my big bag to the next destination. Upon arriving at the South Station, the timing was quite good—there would be a bus to Qionghai in ten minutes. The ticket cost 27 yuan, and buses departed every 30 minutes. I boarded the bus, thinking it was a free seat until someone told me I was sitting in the wrong seat. Dazed, I realized that seats were marked on the tickets, awkwardly, I was the only one sitting in the wrong seat, embarrassing. Fortunately, my seat was in the last row in the middle. Along the way, it was mostly fields and forests, with very few houses visible, undeveloped areas, not much to see. Listening to music, a few hours passed, and I arrived at Qionghai Bus Station. Leaving the station, I had to find a place to stay. It was hard to find a guesthouse sign, but eventually, I found one and went in to inquire about the price. A 50-yuan room rate, so I decided to check the room first. There was an elevator, and upon reaching the upper floor, the room was too poor, seemingly dirty, so I continued searching. After circling around and finding nothing, I turned back. Near the station, there was a guesthouse sign. Going upstairs, the inn was on the third floor, with a glasses shop on the second floor. The room rate was 60 yuan. Across the street was a KFC, and nearby was an internet cafe, quite convenient. However, the room wasn't as good as the one in Haikou; it was simply large. After settling my things, I immediately went out again but couldn't find a bus stop for a long time. Later, I asked someone and learned that the bus stop was right across from the inn. The sign was extremely small, not even as big as a computer screen. First, I headed to Boao. The bus sign didn't have any familiar words, so I asked the ticket seller where to go, randomly giving an address. Surprisingly, it worked out. Boao Water City was near the venue and Yudai Beach. The journey was quite long, taking nearly a few hours to arrive. The places we passed through resembled mountainous areas, covered with yellow earth, and some roads were not yet paved with cement. Alas, two words: disappointment. Online reviews claimed Boao was more prosperous than Houjie, but the reality was completely different. Upon arriving at the entrance of Water City, I followed the signs leading to the venue. What was called the venue was just a sign reading "Boao Asia Forum Venue," built by a group. There were hotels and lodges, as well as buildings for sale, resembling a garden complex. It was already late, leaving no time to visit Yudai Beach. I wandered around inside for a bit; some areas were still under construction, and overall, it was average. Checking the time, it was already past five, so I decided to leave. Worried about missing the last bus back to the city center, I returned. That evening, I decided to eat some meat and went to KFC, where I ate until I was full for about twenty yuan. With no other plans after eating, I went online again. Traveling alone, I didn't dare to go to bars or similar places, nor did I know where they were. The next morning, I got up early and took a bus to Yudai Beach. Although the venue was disappointing, Yudai Beach had made it into the Guinness World Records, so I had to visit. Upon arriving at Water City, shortly after disembarking, my stomach started to hurt. Before boarding the boat, I was already anxious. Buying the ticket cost 53 yuan, and I couldn't go alone. Boarding the boat, putting on a life jacket, what I liked most about coming to Hainan was riding the boat, feeling the sea breeze, and listening to the sea, feeling free and easy, incredibly comfortable. There was a tour guide on the boat, and I listened to their introduction. After a few minutes of sailing, I saw Yudai Beach, which was essentially a beach in the middle of the sea. There were many tourists, and I wore sports shoes. Once I stepped onto the beach, I saw vendors selling shells, flip-flops, and coconuts. I wandered around, and when I noticed everyone taking off their shoes, I followed suit. Seeing the most crowded area near the shoreline, I joined the crowd. Everyone was kicking the waves, and I joined in. The weather was overcast, the wind was strong, and the waves were correspondingly large. It was my first close encounter with the waves, and I found it quite novel. However, the waves seemed to be playing with me; whenever I stood up, the waves grew stronger, scaring me so much that I fell sitting down, making everyone laugh. I found it hilarious myself. My pants immediately got wet, fortunately, I wasn’t wearing jeans but casual trousers which dried faster. I walked around Yudai Beach for almost a full circle, picking shells like others, though I couldn’t find any beautiful ones. After playing for about two hours, I took the boat back to Water City, wandered around briefly, and then took a bus back. Back at the inn, I took a shower, changed clothes, and rested for a while. Around 1 PM, I went to the second spot, Baishi Ridge. People who had visited wrote in their travelogues that you could take a cable car, slide down grass slopes, and enjoy many other entertainment activities there. After speaking with the ticket seller, I took a long ride, only to find out that I had reached the terminal station at Guantang but not my intended destination. Later, when the ticket seller asked me where Baishi Ridge was, I was confused. I showed the address I had copied from the internet to the driver, who informed me I had passed my stop and that I wasn’t at the scenic spot. Dismounting at the highway exit, the driver instructed me on which bus to take. Here, I should note that most of the drivers in Hainan were very kind and willing to give directions to tourists like us. After conversing with a few local brothers and sisters, I boarded one of their vehicles and set off towards the destination. The motorcycle brother said it was 2 kilometers round trip for 25 yuan, which I thought was reasonable since there was a midway stop. En route, I inquired about the situation from the motorcycle brother, only to learn that all the planned entertainment activities were canceled. It was disheartening to hear that no one went there anymore, and the tourism bureau didn't manage it. After a long drive through what seemed like mountainous areas with nothing interesting to see, we finally arrived. We still had to buy tickets to climb the mountain. Disoriented, the ticket inspector spoke in Hainanese, indicating there were very few tourists visiting this place. Climbing mountains has always been one of my favorite activities. Along the way, there were a few temples where I prayed and burned incense. The mountain was quite steep, and during the cloudy and slightly cool days in Haikou and Qionghai, climbing was a good choice. Walking, listening to music, and feeling the breeze was quite enjoyable. However, without the entertainment options, it felt a bit lacking. Having not exercised for a long time, I got tired after climbing for a while. Recalling my younger days as a sports enthusiast, I couldn't help but lament the passage of time. As I climbed, a person dressed as a monk appeared. There were very few people on the trail, and his sudden appearance startled me. It turned out there was a temple ahead, and upon reaching the entrance, I bowed three times sincerely in front of the Buddha, continuing my journey. As I climbed higher, I began to see some construction workers and climbers. After climbing about halfway, there were two forks in the road, and I chose the direct fitness path to the top. It had been too long since I last exercised, and I was out of breath. The stairs were straight and high, and I had trouble standing steady. Fortunately, there were railings on both sides, preventing me from falling. About halfway up, I stopped to enjoy the scenery, rest, and feel the mountain breeze, which was another kind of pleasure. Continuing upwards, the number of people increased, aligning with my preference for more company—one, it was less frightening, and two, someone could take photos for me. After about an hour of effort, I finally reached the summit. This mountain wasn't particularly tall. There was a pavilion on top, but it was occupied, so I had to walk around. Below the pavilion was a cave known as Fairy Cave, where I took a commemorative photo. Taking selfies was indeed troublesome, but luckily, there were three young ladies who kindly took pictures for me. Upon reaching the entrance of Fairy Cave, there was someone examining photos, which wasn't of interest to me. Instead, I went inside to burn incense, pray, and observe. There wasn't anything special—just a cave. Exiting the cave, the pavilion was empty, so I went up to sit down. At this moment, another group arrived, and a man imitated Tarzan's call, shouting a few times. Echoes came from below, and a female member of their group joked, "Don't think too much." I found this group quite amusing. The feeling was light-hearted, emotions flowed naturally, and I was spontaneous—all summed up in one word: refreshing. After sitting for about half an hour, the sky seemed to hint at rain, so it was time to return. Descending the mountain was much easier, though the path was steep. We quickly reached the foot of the mountain, where there was a place to burn incense. I went over, lit a stick of incense, and as I did so, a group of local boys gathered around me. Feeling dizzy, I immediately left, fearing staying there. Another pleasant day had passed. Returning to the city, I got off the bus too early, causing me to wander in circles trying to find my way back to the inn. With no other option, I had to take a motorcycle. Alas, it turned out that if I had walked just a hundred meters back, I would have reached my lodging. Again, I was speechless about my sense of direction. After resting