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7月19日 millium parkAt first I think I should say sorry to you, my friends…I came here with my boy friend, as a student of their school, so before everything done, I was thought to be better to say nothing. I mean it is not for me and for the teacher who holds this project.
Tonight I went to the Millium Park with my roommate. We both prefer those places and moments spent with one or two friends to a lot of people. We are somewhat alike I think.
Chicago in the night is really pretty , which I have to admit. Warm orange light, soft grasses, and most exciting, the firework……we are really lucky to see that, bright and colorful. Just at that moment, I found that I am so lucky to own all these, all these warm and perfect things god have given to me……a boyfriend who loved me so much, the parents who miss me in the other half of the earth, a friend I just got, an interesting and fun journey, the beautiful night in Chicago, and the luck to get in time with the firework……I am so grateful to him and I rely on him so much.
In fact at first I just want to say something about the Millium Park, but now I find that I am really poor in English, though I have passed the GRE test. I still could not use my words to describe those which shocked me and I decided to give up and go to sleep.
Good night, Chicago. 7月18日 in the middle nightNow I am in Chicago, in the middle night.
Those who are familiar with me may be having their lunch now, in hot noon, at the noise campus in Renmin University. I have never thought that when I am now in Chicago for my first time, America, I would be so quiet. I mean not excited at all. I don’t know why, maybe the feeling of some unknown despair came over me when I was still in the plane, when the meal changed to hamburger, or when we landed down and I suddenly found that there is no Chinese words at all, all the way, except in China Town…
Well, it is not important, isn’t it? The most important thing is I started to doubt my decision, the one I made in the start of my second year in the university, and the one made me try hard for TOFLE and GRE test. Could I really be that strong to bear the days of no Chinese food, no Chinese words, and most important, no meetings with those who love me and who I love. But how could I go back? I remembered that I made the promise when I was very very young, so young to distinguish the foreign world and America, but I said I want to be studying in America. Is that a kind of destination? Maybe…
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