When I first came to America as a University student-to-be, I was very curious about everything. I have expected for this brand-new experience for a long time. But when the plane landed in Philadelphia, I feel very frustrated. That was totally different from what I thought before. I felt it was just like a nightmare when you look around in a totally strange environment; there are no one really wants to talk to you. I missed all my friends and families in that time.
That’s why I can totally understand that why Liu need to make friends with other Chinese, because only Chinese share the same culture. Although I have some American friends who are very friendly and warm-hearted, we have totally different thought towards love, friendships, and family. We hardly ever share our worries because we know that we will have different way to deal with the problems. And we are not together for all days. But in China, friends always be together, share their annoyance and happiness, help each other to solve their worries.
For my first three days in the US this time, I felt so in need of Chinese friends so I won’t try to figure out how I can describe the problem. I don’t believe I can describe the problems exactly. If there is someone who has the same culture background as me, I will feel like home. It’s like brotherly love.
When people are in another country, they will become more united because they all come from one country, and this country is their home.
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