第一波的质疑。"你从哪里？"然后，"你为什么来中国？"我停了一会儿，想想他们关注的问题。在这些现代的时期。在这个新的时代，一些人仍然拒绝相信世界已进入一个新的时代。它是很清楚。然而，他们拒绝接受新。 我回答说:"首先，我来自美国。美国在人群中引起很大反响。我说，"为什么你认为中国的偏好是不可取吗？" 一个人喊道，"你黑色的人来自非洲。我说，带我去非洲，非洲人盯着说"不 ！"这人不是从非洲，"带我去印度，他们会说:"！这个人不是印度人。但我的理念，他们会知道我来自美国。一些美国人不能告诉除了中国和日本，所以他们叫亚洲。政治上的正确性。 Some of the greatest authors of the past decades have formulated masterpieces by taking a long journey. I’ve decided to travel to Beijing by train to visit and talk with students from one of the prestigious universities in China. As the montivagant train whizzed through the towns revealed by the mowburnt hillsides and boscaresque cities, my thoughts began to drift to the olden days of cinematography. The frames captured a glimpse into the everyday life of the people. The old buildings and streets tell a story of a time forgotten, and history carved its mark on the Foucault civilizations of its time.
But I soon realized I'd attracted the xenophiles. The gaze of inquest branded their faces. A stranger from foreign lands in their midst. They inched closer. Their eyes ogled. And suddenly an outburst from the crowd managed to penetrate the sensory perceptions followed by a warm but peculiar smile. I turned from the transparent window to give my attention.
The first wave of questioning. “Where are you from?” followed by, “Why did you come to China?” I gave pause to their questions. I thought in these modern times. In this new era, some people still refuse to believe that the world had spun into a new time. Cling to traditions giving no thought to modernisms.
First, I replied, "I’m American.” The sounds of 美国 echoed throughout the gathered crowd. I visited my mind a second time and continued, “You asked why I’m in China? This question leaves me to think you believe China is less desirable than any other country in the world. Are you saying to visit China is not a universal preference among foreigners?
My reply caused an awkward silence; I continued, “Gentlemen, Do you believe if you embrace the changes in the world you would somehow lose yourself in the process? Your nation existed for over five thousand years. And this did not occur just by chance. Embrace the times we live my friends but don’t forget your past.
One man blurts out, “When would America attack China?” I paused at the question. I replied, “It’s not economically sound for America to attack China they are too poor to fight!” The crowd began to laugh. Another man shouted, “What do you think of Chinese Philosophy?” I give pause to the questions. I replied, “If It speaks of hate run from it, but if it speaks of unity embrace it. How congenial would it be to understand the cultures of your friends or foes? Literature is a powerful tool. Think of the gaps that would be a bridge if nations understood nations.
A voice yelled out, “You are 非洲 you are 黑种人 I give pause to the outburst. I replied, Send me to Africa, and the Africans will gaze at me and say, “No! This man is not African.” Send me to India, and they will say, “No! This man is not Indian. Send me to South American, and they too will say this man is not South American. But when I speak they all will say this man is American. I hold not these follies against you because some Americans are guilty of the same. They can not tell the difference between a Chinese and Japanese or a Korean from Vietnamese, So they refer to the people in this region as Asians. Political Correctness. One man blurts out, “Your Chinese is excellent. You are Chinese!” I replied, “So is your English!” They all started to laugh and we 干杯.
Some of the greatest authors of the past decades have formulated masterpieces by taking a long journey. I’ve decided to travel to Beijing by train to visit and talk with students from one of the prestigious universities in China. As the montivagant train whizzed through the towns revealed by the mowburnt hillsides and boscaresque cities, my thoughts began to drift to the olden days of cinematography. The frames captured a glimpse into the everyday life of the people. The old buildings and streets tell a story of a time forgotten, and history carved its mark on the Foucault civilizations of its time.
But I soon realized I'd attracted the xenophiles. The gaze of inquest branded their faces. A stranger from foreign lands in their midst. They inched closer. Their eyes ogled. And suddenly an outburst from the crowd managed to penetrate the sensory perceptions followed by a warm but peculiar smile. I turned from the transparent window to give my attention.
The first wave of questioning. “Where are you from?” followed by, “Why did you come to China?” I gave pause to their questions. I thought in these modern times. In this new era, some people still refuse to believe that the world had spun into a new time. Cling to traditions giving no thought to modernisms.
First, I replied, "I’m American.” The sounds of 美国 echoed throughout the gathered crowd. I visited my mind a second time and continued, “You asked why I’m in China? This question leaves me to think you believe China is less desirable than any other country in the world. Are you saying to visit China is not a universal preference among foreigners?
My reply caused an awkward silence; I continued, “Gentlemen, Do you believe if you embrace the changes in the world you would somehow lose yourself in the process? Your nation existed for over five thousand years. And this did not occur just by chance. Embrace the times we live my friends but don’t forget your past.
One man blurts out, “When would America attack China?” I paused at the question. I replied, “It’s not economically sound for America to attack China they are too poor to fight!” The crowd began to laugh. Another man shouted, “What do you think of Chinese Philosophy?” I give pause to the questions. I replied, “If It speaks of hate run from it, but if it speaks of unity embrace it. How congenial would it be to understand the cultures of your friends or foes? Literature is a powerful tool. Think of the gaps that would be a bridge if nations understood nations.
A voice yelled out, “You are 非洲 you are 黑种人 I give pause to the outburst. I replied, Send me to Africa, and the Africans will gaze at me and say, “No! This man is not African.” Send me to India, and they will say, “No! This man is not Indian. Send me to South American, and they too will say this man is not South American. But when I speak they all will say this man is American. I hold not these follies against you because some Americans are guilty of the same. They can not tell the difference between a Chinese and Japanese or a Korean from Vietnamese, So they refer to the people in this region as Asians. Political Correctness. One man blurts out, “Your Chinese is excellent. You are Chinese!” I replied, “So is your English!” They all started to laugh and we 干杯.