From infancy to maturity listens to the adults to say. . . Wants thegood faith. . . Cannot deceive people. . . Deceives people the childwants to eat by the congress wolf. . . Then these adults. . . Someseveral speaks the good faith. . . keep promise. . . Each one allfalse serious. . . Good fondly remembered in childhood in thekindergarten in the school day. . . Very happy. . . Very pure. . .Very warm. . . Very comfortable. . . In at that time the air and theworld not false, is artificial, the hypocrisy and the innumerablerumours. . . All things all are such simplicity. . . Between theperson and the person also does not have such complex. . . The presentlife will like forever the without limits battlefield. . . Cloud ofsmoke float over. . . The plot and the trap everywhere all are. . .You so long as slightly as soon as relax. . . You can fall in a trap.. . Good tired good is tired. . . This kind of life did not rememberis when starts. . . But I knew it possibly forever all cannot stop. .. Before I thought the family is a piece of pure land. . . But. . . Iwas wrong. . . The genuine friend very few are very few. . . If mayfind for a lifetime. . . That really is very lucky. . . Hopes me to beallowed to become that kind of lucky person. . . Although I thoughtthe hope is uncertain. . .

Female
College Student: I just want to marry a foreigner

   I am a female student at
Jiao
Tong
University in
Shanghai. This
is my first time posting on Tianya, and I don’t write well, so
please everyone, don’t laugh at me.

   Everyone has their notion of the ideal life ― some want to
become heroes, some want to become rich, some long to become leaders.
What about me? My greatest wish in life is to marry a Western man.

   Some people might say I am very common, or even that I worship
and fawn over foreigners, but I am a very traditional girl. In my
opinion, marriage is the most important thing in life. There is a
saying that is very popular now: marrying a good man is more
important than excelling at your studies. After all, marrying a good
man is the most important thing.

   Some people will ask, “Is it possible that
China has no good
men?” Sorry, I never consider Chinese men as a possibility. As far
as my reasons, ladies and gentlemen, be patient, take a seat ―
whether sofa, bench, or floor ― and listen to a young girl tell you
all about it.

   One:
China doesn’t have a suitable man for me

   I am a very remarkable girl. In terms of my studies, I am
studying at a famous university with excellent grades. Furthermore,
I’m not at all the type of high-IQ ugly girl with thick glasses who
has her head always buried in books. Whether my looks, my figure, or
my conversation, I am outstanding. I am the captain of my school’s
soccer cheerleading squad, and in my spare time I compete in local
beauty contests. I love music, dancing, and the arts, and I also
frequently publish little articles in newspapers; in sum, in every
respect, I am outstanding.

   But what kind of man am I able to marry? There really are a lot
of men pursing me. My girlfriends are pairing off all around me, but
mostly they separate right after graduation. When it comes to getting
married, such issues arise as place of residence, which hometown, the
burdens of family responsibility ― it is all a question of
integrating your interests. And as for the most important part of a
marriage, feelings, on the contrary, they can be neglected.

   I am a girl who really loves life and I hope to have a rich
material life and a happy spiritual life. Sorry, I can’t find these
things from Chinese men. I can look for a classmate to marry and
become a white-collar worker. Could I afford to buy a house then? I
hope to have a spacious living room, big enough to support a small
salon, where I can talk with my good friends about everything under
the sun and savor good wine. Even the bathroom needs to be very big,
big enough for a large bathtub for two, with soft music playing,
where I will spend romantic evenings with my dear lover.

   Furthermore, shouldn’t the man I marry at least be able to
afford a car? Would I squeeze myself onto a crowded bus to go to work
everyday, which in the winter is like a freezer, in the summer like a
microwave? If I did that it wouldn’t even take a few years for a
pretty young girl like me to change into a hag. Furthermore, are you
hardhearted enough to let a pretty white collar worker like me be
jostled about by those peasant workers covered in dirt from head to toe?

   Actually
China doesn’t lack rich men, but take a look at what
kind of men they are. How many of them have become successful through
their own hard work, wisdom, and honesty? Either they are labor
contractors who hire workers to deliver bricks or they are
Shanxi
coal bosses or they are corrupt, bribe-taking “public servants.”
If you’re talking about personal quality, they don’t have it. If
you’re talking about personal charm, they don’t have it. So how
could we have any sort of common language? To be frank, if they can
grunt out a few lines of
Shaanxi opera, they could qualify as having
some “artistic taste.”

   When these men get rich, they lead a dissolute life, indulging
themselves in food, drink, prostitutes, and gambling. It would be
hard to lead a smooth and steady life with these men. Right now there
are already men pursuing me who immediately give me their business
cards ― CEOs, chairmen of the board, bureau heads, department
heads ― all of them insufferably arrogant and acting like big shots.
Some of them have even directly proposed to buy me off as their
mistress. OH, MY GOD! Although I’m not a matchless beauty, I could
be considered as pretty as flowers and jade, and one who studied so
hard for ten years to get to a famous university ― how could I end
up just being someone’s mistress?!

   Two: The living conditions in Western countries are good

   Even if some dashing, charming, rich bachelor falls in love with
me at first sight, pff, this girl wouldn’t want to marry him so
much. To put it simply, I just want to marry someone from the West.
The Western world that I’ve seen in movies and TV is just like
heaven, with clean streets, unique architecture, and a pure sky.
Whether a busy metropolis or a quiet little town, it all appears so
warm and fragrant and harmonious. No matter their income or degree,
everyone is polite and refined.

   Considering all of my strengths taken together, of course in

China I could become a woman who lives in a villa. So what? I could
afford to buy a villa, but I can’t buy clean air. Where in this
country is the sky not dusty? The countryside is a little better, but
I wouldn’t think of going there either. Say when I put on a bikini
and sunbathe by a pool, a group of shit-bucket peasants will come to
the fence and stare right at me. Wouldn’t that be unpleasant? The
air in
Tibet is actually clean, though ― please, this girl fears
high-altitude sickness.

   I am especially disgusted with the living environment in
China.
Every house has an anti-theft door. You live in the same building for
dozens of years. Everyday you run into the same people. Many people
are unwilling to take their garbage out, so in the summertime you’ve
got piles of garbage in the doorways that stink to death. Sometimes I
really suspect that I am living with a group of cavemen.

   Of course you should love your homeland, but what is good about
living in this country? The rice is poisonous, the powdered milk can
give your infant a giant head, the pork is injected with water,
cooking oil comes from ditches ― just to think of it makes me
tremble with fear. Sorry, you want me to love you? Give me a reason
first. Don’t have one? Then I’ll love foreign countries. American
hometowns, French vineyards, small sea-side towns in
Spain, classical
English farmsteads, whichever you want to pick would be fine. I have
a classmate who went to
Canada to study. She invited her father to
stay there for half a year and when he came back he complained to
whomever he met: “Ah, now that is a place where people can live.”
Don’t talk to me about sacrifice and enlightenment. You want me to
love this country? First give me a ballot. Is this requirement too
much to ask? Is the country willing to provide that?

   In
China the cost of living is too high. You consume like an
American with the income of an African. My parents took great pains
to provide me the opportunity of going to college, so I should at
least treat them well. Even if I could become a high level white
collar worker, how high would my income be? My parents are old. If
they get sick and are hospitalized, how would I pay the incredibly
high cost of their medical treatment? In Western countries, however,
there is medical care for everyone.

   I especially wouldn’t dare to say anything positive about the
domestic job market. I shake with fear as soon as I catch sight of
those job fairs flooded with thousands of college students. My god,
how could this be a job fair for talented people? It’s really like

Omaha
Beach in World War II! I am a gentle, frail woman ― how can I
get by these stinking men?

   Living in our mighty motherland, the first task is survival. You
study for the university entrance exams, look for work, save money to
buy a house, save money for old age ― which one of these doesn’t
require you to work to death? Isn’t it tiring? My older classmates
who have graduated have either turned into hags or married tycoons
and let their husbands go out drinking, whoring, and gambling, and
pretend that they don’t know. Why bother with this?

   Three: Western men are all great.

   Having said this much, no matter whether the environment is
good, the material life is decent, the third point actually is the
one I value the most: I just like Western men.

   Since childhood I loved to watch foreign movies like “Roman
Holiday” and “Gone With the Wind.” I just loved to see
Westerners in these movies. Their clear, distinct facial features,
especially their deeply colored eyes, their tall noses, and tight,
thin lips. Plus most Westerners are very tall with strong, healthy
builds. No matter how you look at it, they are sexy. Now let’s look
at the Chinese men around me: let alone they have small eyes, but
what’s more they have pimpled noses, thick lips, and black skin like
Africans. Those few who have some education look like they are
malnourished; I even worry whether or not they could protect me.
Occasionally there is one who has good muscles, but he only has
muscles and no brains.

   There are a lot of college guys pursuing me and some from
outside of college who frequently try to date me, but not so many
that I consider suitable. Every one of them either looks like a bean
sprout or like Ultra Man (??奥特曼). Every one of them is sloppy.
They don’t even pay attention to their personal appearance. Many of
them spit everywhere. I’m most disgusted by people who do this. Only
little kids and animals relieve themselves everywhere ― spitting
everywhere is not any better. At most they are half-civilized men.

   Most Western men are handsome and suave and behave gracefully
because they have received a good education since they were young. In
this city there are a couple of McDonald’s and KFC restaurants and I
often eat there with friends. In those restaurants I saw Western men
who all appeared to have good manners. They would hold the door for
others. But Chinese men pushed their way through the door and rushed
up to the counter and oftentimes bumped into people coming out of the
restaurant. They looked like reincarnated ghosts who had died from
starvation. Foreigners would get in line, but Chinese men all rush
forward in a crowd and surround the counter yelling for food. It
seemed like they hadn’t eaten in eight lifetimes. They don’t care
if they act disgracefully. After eating, they throw their wrappers
everywhere. But those foreigners would fold their wrappers in their
plates after they eat in order to help clean up. They would throw
away their leftover food into the garbage can themselves. They simply
don’t belong to the same class.

   There are also some Chinese men who lack independence. They just
know how to follow girls around. They are just like super nursemaids.
I feel like they don’t have themselves. The whole day their thoughts
are only on girls. They get on a bus and they grab a seat and then
busy themselves giving seats to girls, no matter if nearby there are
old people or children. I would be embarrassed to take a seat they
offer me. I despise this kind of man. Before marriage they follow
their girlfriends around, after marriage they follow their wives
around, at work they follow their bosses around, after work they live
in the kitchen. They have no thoughts, they have no temper. My
goodness, with this kind of man I fear the son would resemble the
father. Right away you know this kind of good citizen comes from a
country run by a dictatorship. What girl wouldn’t like a decisive
man with character?

   Western men are all brought up in an independent environment.
They have the ability to think independently, unlike Chinese men, who
parrot the words of others. For example, my classmates: if the
central government says Japan and China have good relations, then
they would like
Japan. When the central government stirs up
nationalism, they scream for the overthrow of
Japan. None of them has
brains. They are just someone else’s monkey, but think themselves so
grand. They are all just a bunch of pig heads.

   There are some things that are embarrassing to talk about in
real life, so you can only talk about them online. I am a healthy,
vivacious girl, and my sex drive is relatively strong. I wouldn’t
feel shy about my normal sexual desires. I am not a slut, but I’m
not conservative either. I feel like the union in which feelings come
first, followed by the flesh, is normal. I don’t care if you laugh
at me. I’ve had a few boyfriends, all of whom I slept with, but as
far as my sex life goes I have always been dissatisfied. I don’t
care if you laugh at me. This is the truth. But I can never tell them
this; it would wound their pride.

   According to reports of a survey done by a foreign company,
American men last the longest in bed, French men take second place,
and Chinese men take the shortest amount of time. Furthermore,
Western men are all very considerate and romantic, are considerate of
their lover’s feelings. They know that a woman’s feeling builds
slowly, therefore they gently caress you, slowly leading you to
orgasm. What kind of woman doesn’t want to make love to this kind of
man? But what about Chinese men? In this respect they are all
dictators; they all only care about feeling good themselves, they
don’t care at all for their lover’s feelings. Even more annoying
is that a few of the boyfriends I’ve slept with were obviously not
good in bed. They sprint a very short distance to the finish like an
athlete, like they are running the 100-meter dash. While I still
haven’t had any feeling at all, they’ve already started snoring
next to me. I know perfectly well that I am not satisfied, but I
don’t dare to say it because I’m afraid they will make fun of me.
I haven’t yet married but I feel like an old maid.

   In short, I just want to marry a foreigner. The best would be an
American, but a European wouldn’t be bad either. My requirements,
um, I don’t have too many demands. I don’t mind if they have a
lower degree than I do. I don’t require a certain kind of job
either. Doesn’t even a dishwasher at McDonald’s make more than
$1,000 per month? They could still buy a house and a car. Worse comes
to worst, I would find someone who is divorced or I can even be a
stepmother. Anyway Western kids are very independent ― it wouldn’t
be so bad that I would have to follow them around and clean up their
shit. If not even that would work, I can also consider Japanese and
Korean men. At worst they just don’t cook. Anyway, I just want to
get out of the country and go to the West, if not for the ballot,
then for the money.

   I acknowledge that I am common, but I don’t think my thinking
is wrong. I didn’t hurt others. I only want to live a better life,
both material and spiritual. I have seen an American TV series,
“Desperate Housewives,” set in a peaceful little town with clean
streets, lawns everywhere, and those polite neighbors who behave
gracefully ― I really know that that is the kind of life that I want

One day swims two time swims. . . I also really was insanely fall. . .But had not thought. . . Today early in the morning gets out of bed. .. Unexpectedly has not thought the foot acid. . . Hand pain. . .Interesting. . . Daddy yesterday thought not comfortably. . . Todayhad a fever. . . But. . . Looked like has discovered a rule. . . Lookslike every year the summer vacation. . . Daddy can have a fever. . .Corona. . . But. . . Or hoped he is a bit faster good. . . Nobodyjeer. . . Looks like a little is not familiar with 誒. . . Hee hee. .. He yesterday delivered a handset to give others. . . Theperspiration dies. . . How doesn’t he give me Arab League. . . 555. .. . Does not have the meaning. . .

Has not thought. . . Own can dislike a person to think she wants tospit. . .

In the life has very many people to like the meteor to be ordinary,each other brushes past. . . The hope vanishes in vault of heaven theyalso can have the connection the path. . . This is a friend writes for mine speech. . . Because did not know thefriend writes this speech to give me is any meaning. . . Thereforeasks him. . . He said. . . Because has very many people. . . Laterwill not be able again to relate in the graduation. . . But hoped wemay continuously keep the contact. . . Do not break. . . Although he is such says. . . But I always thought. . . Certainly isnot the such simplicity. . . Should also have a deeper meaning I notto be able enough the understanding. . . Anyway… I like this speech very much. . . Today had a very false very sinister person □to keep the word inmine qq space. . . Said really I completely admire her. . . After all.. . A person can be disgusting, as badly also is ”special” does not have asher this kind of degree only has. . . Even if after has handled the nmean matter. . . Good may go to my space to write section of own tolook like is the angel general speech. . . This kind of original story is I no. . . Also is I cannot learn. . . Ionly can say. . . Is the person to achieve your this appearance. . . Also was does horrible.. . .

Today participated has held “2,007 Chinese and American outstandinguniversity student forum” in Fudan University. . . At a such grand meeting. . . Has gathered Shanghai and the Americanuniversity student’s outstanding person. . . Discusses, the exchangealso all is now the society. . . Contemporary university studentregarding global culture. . . Center the western culture melts themeeting, the development, understanding some sees. . . Idea. . . But was a pity very much is. . . Under this kind of situation. . .Unexpectedly also has very many people in that □speech. . . Oftenhas the handset the bell sound to get up. . . And what is more. . . On the one hand eats on the other hand thebetween-meal snack loudly to chat. . . Really is lets the person blushwith shame. . .

今天參加了在復旦大學舉行的“2007中美優秀大學生論壇”。。。

在這樣的一個盛會上。。。集聚了上海和美國大學生的精英。。。所談論的、交流的也都是當今社會。。。當代大學生對於全球文化。。。中西方文化融會、發展、理解的一些見地。。。想法。。。

不過很可惜得是。。。在這種場合下。。。竟然還有很多的人在那裏講話。。。不時地有手機的鈴聲響起。。。

更有甚者。。。邊吃零食邊大聲地聊天。。。實在是讓人汗顏。。。