This's supposed to be my assignment to E-Hao, not finished though...
Five years ago, she was a little girl that loved to bounce around some small lakes nearby her school, to talk to the street vendors selling five hundred-bags of sweets in front of the school’s gate, to gossip and criticize some bad adults with friends the way adults often do. Life was easy and lovely as a small girl grew up like many other girls in her neighborhood. She was just like an angel, an angel that no humble-earth-worry could hassle her, no hatred could incubate inside her, and even demons of evil wouldn’t want to hurt her. That was a nice potrait of the girl…five years ago.
…. It would be a great world if everyone possesses the soul of a ten-year-old kid. And even if this world had to evaporate, it wouldn’t be because of we mortals killing ourselves, but because of God who’d been so jealous of the loveliness of our life…
But so bad, so bad that those’re all what we conjure up, though also what we crave for. The circle of this filthy world has grapped people, leaving no grown-up with a little of innocence and imprudence. However wise and thoughtful and competent and bravo and grand one is, one couldn’t sniff at the so opulent images of riches and tempting beauties that this world guiltlessly is laying in front of us. Someone has said, on HAO: “Two in one, sex and money”. May this be the common motto of all Amsers ever studying abroad…
She is finding herself at the mercy of this bunch of contradict directions. Actually over four years fiddling around with contorted drawings on tables at HN-Ams, she was never aware of the fact that she was getting nearer and nearer the frontier between a little innocent kid and a superficial girl. Like any other ambitious amsers, like the main character in Le Dieu Huong’s famous “No title” story, she wanna be significant, wanna be cool, wanna study abroad, to work her own boss in skycrappers, to wallow endlessly in an ocean of money, to “buy my own cars and my own rings” like independent girls in Destiny Child’s songs. Her ego piped up in her mind urging her to win over others by any mean she has. She assumed that things were on track and she just needed to keep going. Sometimes hearing someone saying that future is the only thing people need to look forwards, she unconciously smiled to herself, arrogantly deeming that one’s idea is right…