"Childhood" or "When I was young"

by zhaobin888 on 2012-02-15 14:05:20

When we were children, we always looked forward to the Spring Festival because there were countless candies and a big table of delicious food during this time. As we grew older, we started longing for Christmas in foreign countries while neglecting the purity of our own Chinese traditions. We thought that Santa Claus and Christmas gifts were more appealing than fireworks. However, red envelopes still brought more than Christmas presents. Now, we are abroad. When our classmates at home despise the New Year's Eve gala, we genuinely wish we could sit in front of the TV with our family and friends, watching it lively together. Back home, firecrackers explode so loudly that the night becomes as bright as day. Abroad, although it is daylight, it is cold and quiet. Back home, there is an abundant New Year's Eve dinner. Here, we few Chinese boil frozen dumplings, and before we know it, tears fill up an entire plate. When students back home tell us how lucky we are, we no longer refute it excitedly because we know they will say we don't appreciate our blessings. So, what is a blessing? I believe that gathering with loved ones is a blessing, having healthy family members is a blessing, and having friends by your side is a blessing. We no longer argue but silently sit by our computers, looking at the gray QQ penguin icon hesitating to click on it because once lit, those jumping little icons would tear down our last line of defense. Unknowingly, we have learned to force smiles when video-chatting with our families, only to burst into tears the moment we close the window. We interact with all sorts of people, including different races. But only when facing fellow overseas students who share our struggles do we cautiously remove our masks because we understand each other's burdens. You haven't tried waiting for buses or trains in weather below -30 degrees Celsius, nor have you experienced running around alone handling personal matters since your parents take care of everything for you. You really have nothing to complain about; you are the truly blessed ones who don't realize it. It wasn't until now that I deeply feel the meaning of 'missing home even more during festivals.' The snow outside remains white, the sky remains blue, and the sun remains bright. But the scenery has changed, the people have changed, and the year is no longer the same. I hope all of us who can't go home are well. After reading this, I felt a bit touched, with a slight lump in my throat. Remembering past holidays here, except for Chinatown, there was absolutely no sense of the New Year atmosphere. What little atmosphere there was came from video calls with family. Watching my grandparents constantly ask about plans for the New Year and where we would go, I realized it was just an ordinary, optional Sunday without the excitement of old, yet without the melancholy mentioned earlier. On New Year's Day, we had hot pot in the kitchen, spending the entire afternoon, which gave a strong sense of home. Fortunately, I have many great friends around me—Skylar, Shevell, my two best friends, Rachel, Kirsty, Jennifer, Comi, and a group of other good friends. During holidays, I could rush to Newcastle to see Angela and David, returning to my British "home." In the beginning, I indeed shed tears after closing the video call window several times. But now, my heart has been polished bright by life's joys and sorrows, becoming steel-like. The living conditions, learning environment, and cultural literacy abroad are much better than at home, offering a significant improvement in ability, thought, and etiquette. Some say studying here is very relaxed, but I can assure you, the academic pressure here rivals high school, contrary to imagined ease. Others say we get to play all the time. While there are more holidays, it doesn't mean no homework, no reviewing, or no staying up late preparing for exams after breaks. The term "play" is incorrect. It's "travel." Not "indulgence," but "enlightenment." It's about experiencing life and converting practice into real knowledge rather than rote memorization indoors. The reason we can travel to so many places is that the distances here aren't as vast as in China, reducing travel fatigue. Moreover, all cultural relics here are well-preserved, with every place carrying a rich, respectable history. Traveling is about self-discovery and life orientation during one's journey. Not all students abroad are privileged; many work hard to attend world-renowned universities—and there are many such individuals. Of course, many have said that life abroad is easy and enviable. We willingly showcase the glamorous and attractive aspects. But do you know the times we cry in bed missing home? Do you understand the days when we couldn't adapt to the local diet and ate instant noodles daily? Overseas students face many misunderstandings. We don't want to argue too much, but please understand: those who haven't experienced this have no right to subjectively judge it, and they'll never truly comprehend. Please reflect: our families give us the opportunity to stand on the world stage, interacting with people of different races. Everything we do aligns with global standards, allowing us to explore broader horizons. Why not cherish this chance? For a brighter future, these hardships are nothing. Every tear shed now will eventually turn into joyous laughter later. Achievements gained abroad that wouldn't be possible domestically, graduating from world-class universities, are absolutely fair rewards proportional to our sacrifices and sweat. A few words cannot express the complexities of human nature, but actions will sort out the tangled threads, gradually revealing the shining light within. We don't need to complain about the present; we should treasure every opportunity we have now. We must thank the Almighty for the trials that make us shine. Strength allows us to view everything lightly. Future accomplishments require our resolute hearts to bear them.