You have no choice but go straight along this track

Sometimes, I try to figure out who and where I was a year ago. Maybe I was having a University English 5 class or doing the homework for the damn course named principle of circuit which will not have any relationship with computer science even on the doomsday.  Well, who knows how I decided to participate the dual degree program and picked up computer science as major. Even though I am indeed in computer science I have no responsibility to learn the circuits. The fact is, I have to take all these courses, said in an inexplicable way by our director in ZJU. But later on what leads to my balance was that all students in ZJU have to finish more or less these kinds of strange schedule. I, and probably most of us would enjoy working hard and cursing hard towards these absurd courses.

Time flies and somehow I am thousands miles away from that piece of land. In fact I don’t know how many thousands it is from here to my home, but now I would chat with my family at least once a week, which is much more than I did when I was in ZJU. I am not supposed to have strong feeling of distance. Is that true?

The courses here are well-designed (in fact as I mentioned before everything is well-designed here). So one has no need to specially look for a gap in this perfect system of academy (maybe the system of whole Canadian society?) and curse for that (which was once our favorite entertainment in ZJU). The only thing you could wish yourself to do is following the right track and going straight along.

That reminds me of the English lesson in my primary school. “Excuse me, how can I get to XXX station?” “Go straight along this street and turn around at the XXX corner. You will see XXX in front of you.”

So, excuse me, how can I get to the end?

Go straight along this track we have designed for you and don’t turn around! You will see glory in front of you!

Who’s glory? What a woeful thing! There is someone arranging the life for you! You do think your life is unique. But you don’t know your life is just an instance of a template. There are lots of other templates in this land where I am stepping on. 

People in North America are always full of confidence. They used to believe in God but now they only believe in theirselves. I don’t know who gives them fatuous confidence and they just think they are the unexcelled ones in the world.

But who ensures you a glory for yourselves? You don’t know the template-like citizens are the easiest to govern.

Life on my dear motherland is much more excited. One will be faced with all kinds of absurd things. That’s because around you, everything is developing, which gives you extra energy every single day. That’s so-called developing country.

Life in Canada is more foreseeable and steady. It is good for physical health. It is good for those inside the main culture as well. But for an outsider, if you stay here long, colors of your life will be fading away, until one day when you see your children enjoying the night party with their friends, you suddenly recognize the fact that you have no common topics with your own children.

Who will then understand you? Where has your own life gone?

You will even fail to recognize who you used to be.

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