When I am tired of the hustle and bustle of the world, when my body and mind can't get rid of it, I will find my friend-China people! Because she is the language, the purifier of the soul, the golden key to my appreciation of the world and my spiritual mentor. ...

In this magical Chinese world, my mind has been sublimated and purified! She opened a long scroll of history for me, and she taught me to be a man in history!

When the smoke of Chu flew around the Miluo River, when the pain of national subjugation frowned, he plunged into the Miluo River with his love for the motherland and people. On the cold river bed, his iron clank turned into soft wings and surrounded the Miluo River! The great Qu Yuan!

In him, I learned the integrity, and I also learned the integrity.

On a boat on a calm lake, he raised his glass and put it where he asked the moon for it. He looked at the faint tracts with innocent eyes. The noise in wealth, the glitz in the noise, and the unruly in the glitz are all portrayal of his unyielding. With the imperial court in power, he came to a quiet and comfortable place.

Li Bai, made the most poetic move!

He met the imperial examination, but he joined the army for the sake of his country. He tried to commit suicide for his country, but he became a captive of the Mongols. On the one hand, his ups and downs in life enabled him to become a senior official of the Mongols. He categorically said "no", "No one has died in life since ancient times, and history has its own care."

Wen Tianxiang, patriotic, I learned firmness from him!

Chinese is my mentor and my friend. It taught me how to be a man.