Hi,

my friend.
The best me in 10 years
During my college life in America, I met
friends from all over the world, so that
I had great chances to practice my
languages with them. Therefore, now, I
can speak at least 5 different
languages. In addition, since I had a
goal to read at least 10 books every
year, my abilities of understanding and
writing are way better than high school.
I have already published two books,
fiction, novel, or picture books at that
time.
I have a studio about 50m2 with a cozy
sofa and mildly painted walls. At the
age of 27, I’ve got a master’s degree
and cured 5 children’s emotional
disorders. I am a tender mother of a
baby boy or a baby girl, reading stories
for him/her at every night. My house is
around 150 m2 and able to keep rooms
for my parents, friends, and a cat. I
have stable contacts with my friends in
different countries and plan to travel
during every summer vacation. I am
healthy and strong enough to climb a
mountain with my child in my arm since
I exercise regularly, 30mins every day.
Possessing a kind and powerful heart, I
am a cheerful power bank for my family
and friends.
The best version of me is able to smile
and find happiness at any rate and turn
the bitterness into a piece of cake.
 Best, brand new day.
It’s a cool and sunny day, I
wake up in the smell of mild sweet rice.
My mom picked a tomato for me and is
chatting with my father. They prepared
some honey tea, so my day starts with
sweet taste and healthy breakfast.
After running with my father and
brother, we can sing with my mom or
watch a movie. We cook lunch together,
making dumplings which means tradition
and lucky in China. If I am not sleepy
after lunch, I can rest my head on my
mother’s belly, holding a book in my
hand, and reading it with the placid
breathing sound from my mother.
Everything is settled and needless to
worry, I have some jobs like meeting a
depressed child at afternoon, but the
workload is not heavy and I can
perceive the progress. The depressed
child begin to smile a bit, trying to
embrace the world, and even gives me a
hug. When I came back to home and
bought some oranges and peach, the
dinner is ready.
My family, close friends, and siblings
gather together to enjoy the meal. We
are supportive and tender to each
other, planning the place to travel, and
chatting trifle but funny things.
My family member—older brother.
My brother is 3 years older than me.
He is a sport people, like playing video
games, hanging out with friends, and
sleeping. We are seemingly not really
close since we don’t talk that much and
our hobbies are so different. When we
stay in the same room, we just work on
our own business at the majority of
time. However, we are sincerely close
to each other inside. He will not help
me to carry bags or boxes if I am
capable of that, but he will stand out
without hesitation to protect me when
I’m really in the trouble.
We have never quarreled before, and I
believe we will peacefully accompany
with each other forever. One reason is
that our parents never showed
partiality so that we don’t have the
sense of injustice or unsatisfied.
Another reason is that we are so
different in preferences and interests
that we don’t want the same things at
all. He likes cars and robots, I like color
books and princesses; he likes games
and playing outside, I like stickers and
reading indoor; to name a few.
Furthermore, we indeed support each
other a lot, and others commented that
we are the best combination of siblings
in the home. He is humorous and
vigorous, which is great but sometimes
can get him into troubles; I am
sedentary and peaceful, a little bit dull
but can be a great buffer between him
and our parents. At any rate, I love him
as my family member, so do him.
My hobbies—Reading, writing, and
drawing.
In my childhood, I don’t have phone,
iPad, or even television—my parents
forbid me and my brother to watch it
unless we finished our homework. So
when I had spare time, my favorite
thing is to immerse myself into stories,
and I found that the feeling is
wonderful and tempting. I can place
myself into the stories’ world, having an
adventure with Tom Sawyer, hunting
with cat warriors, or meandering with
Disney princesses. Later, I found that I
can create new worlds by myself
through drawing and writing, making up
my own utopia or bizarre world, which is
more intriguing.
To record my instant inspirations from
dreaming, I put a little notebook and a
pen beside my pillow, so that I can hot
down the notes when I wake up. (By the
way, I can write without open my eyes,
thanks for this hobby.) Because when
we are sleeping, our unconscious minds
are still working, so it is likely to
acquire sparkling ideas at the very
moment when we wake up. Another
creative thing I like it connecting two
words from dictionary and then draw a
picture about the created sentence. By
doing so, I can practice my imagination
as well as remember the vocab better.
In addition, I also can improve my
“quick drawing” skills from that.
Acquiring three benefits from one
practice, the hobby is too cost-
efficient for me to stop playing it. (And
it is really fun!)
Our life to be continued.