I am studying in China for present. After just a few months, I have fallen in love with Chinese culture. What impresses me most is that the Chinese food. I can’t believe how much different kinds of taste Chinese food there are! Then there is China’s colorful culture. I also amazed by the convenience of cashless payments there. I can go outside without any need for cash. All I need is our mobile phone! The biggest reason why I loved China, however, is that I enjoy be with Chinese people. I have made great friend here whom I will remember forever.

I was walking along the street before a stranger stopped me and asked me the way for a new restaurant. I told him the route and direction careful. As soon as I had finished, the stranger thanked me and started off. To my surprising, he went in a wrong direction. Then I stopped him at once and told him that he had made mistake. He smiled and told me the truth. He said he didn't really want to ask the way, and, instead, he was just trying to know whether everyone knows exactly where the new restaurant was. At last, he told me he was the owner of a restaurant. Then I knew who he was and what he wanted to do it.

Yesterday, Jack and I were walking down the street when we saw the old man fall off his bike. I suggested we carried the old man to hospital, and Jack did not agree. He had learnt first aid, so I said that the old man shouldn’t be moving. We should leave him what he was and check him first. Seen the old man wasn’t breathing, Jack asked me to call the emergency center and he used the mouth-to-mouth way make the old man breathe. Soon the old man began to move on a little and the doctors also arrived. They said what we had done were right.

The other day, at a local store which is near my house, an old man with a guide dog come in. She went to the shelf where there were different kind of greeting cards. He picked up a card, held it up extreme close to his eves, and struggled read it. Just as I was about to walk over to help him, I found the little girl, about ten years old, asking him that he needed help. He nodded but then she started to read him every greeting card until he smiled. The old man said, “That’s what I want it! My wife will loved this one!”

While traveled to Paris on a bus, I became very sick. A well-dressing man on the bus helped me greatly. He took me off the bus, found out where the doctor's office and took me there himself. The next day, he came to visit me. I didn't speak French well, so I can't talk with him very much. However, even if we couldn't talk, but we could communicate. I communicated myself thanks to his great kindness, and he communicated his concern for my healthy. Through this experience I have learned what communication can take place without much actually language at all.