"Mom, do you understand? I'm not the one with the worst English. There are also girls from France, Spain, and Russia whose English isn't great either, yet we can still be friends with the American girls. We climb trees and mountains together, swim in the lake, play ball, dance, and after lunch, we giggle and take a nap together on a wooden bench under a tree."
This reminds me of a nursery rhyme from my childhood: "Remember when we were young, you loved to chat and I loved to laugh; once we sat side by side under a big tree, with the wind in the treetops and birds singing, we fell asleep without knowing how..."
"Mom, after a week, we could almost engage in deep conversations in English. XXX talked about the French royalty and even asked about Chinese dynasties and why emperors didn't share a single surname. Many decorations in her home are in the style of the Qing Dynasty during Empress Dowager Cixi's era; her mother loves Chinese ornaments."
"Mom, I had never lived in the same house with so many foreigners with such different faces. To be honest, I was quite scared at first. But you know what? Later, I realized they are just like my Chinese classmates—they love chatting and having fun. As long as you aren't shy and are willing to participate, they will treat you as one of them. Playing with them is so energetic and exciting!"
We climb trees and mountains together, swim in the lake, play ball, dance, and after lunch, we giggle and take a nap together on a wooden bench under a tree.
