Life is like a train with multiple stops on the way.
Twenty-three years ago, I started my train to adventure, to explore, to experience, and to challenge. Everything went well. People jumped on board, and some dropped out. I may not remember every single piece of events, but they are certainly kept in a safe corner.
Six years ago, I decided to stop by Oklahoma. People here are very different from the ones at home, but I met a lot of friends. Soaking in an English-only environment, eating steaks and spaghetti for dinner, falling in love with foreigners, and completing education. From forming relationships to heart breaking. From feeling uncomfortable to enjoying satisfaction and achievements. Everything, everyone decorates my train with their color pencils. I occasionally jumped on others' trains to gift as well. Some people have a picture of my smile on their wall, and some have a drop of my tear. I once thought I would park my train here for the rest of my life.
The next stop is Chengdu, China. It's another place far from home, but closer. I don't know what will happen in the future, but I will collect all my gifts and get ready for the new journey.