After another day of study, I closed my notebook and looked out of the window.
Ho Xu Zhe, also called Randy, from PKU Class of 2020, is a masteral graduate from the Peking University School of International Studies.
I just finished my clinical probation at 5 p.m. I stood in a daze in front of the hospital for a moment, staring blankly at the sky, trying to find the drizzle hidden in the cloudy sky.
“Life is a long journey with a few critical steps especially for people who are young,” Liu Qing, a famous Chinese writer, once said.
Under the melodious and placid music of guqin, a seven-stringed plucked Chinese instrument, two tea art masters with fairy spirit demonstrated how to make a pot of tea.
When I was 18, I travelled to Beijing for the first time.
“Read ten thousand books and travel ten thousand miles.” — A saying by Dong Qichang, a painter of Ming Dynasty (1368—1644), has always inspired me.
I was a simple and innocent little girl when I first heard of you. In my mind, you were a poetic dreamland reminiscent of bountiful verses such as “Four hundred eighty splendid temples still remain, of Southern Dynasties in the mist and rain.”
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