What kind of music do you like best? what's your favorite song? are you a big fan of music?

What are the three places you would most like to visit in the world? do you like travelling?

Come doomsday, you will survive and are allowed to save 5 person, what would you do? do you believe that there will actually be a doomsday ?

how do you guys think of chinese grils?

how do you think date with person from other countries ?

Anecdote It was several days after my friend’s birthday and I just prepared for her present. That day, I was going to bring the present to her. Although the weather was so horrible with the heavy fog, I still insisted to go to school by bicycle. Also I refused my mother’s suggestion that she could take me to school, because I was so confident about my skill in bicycle. Unfortunately, that was a terrible and stupid idea that I did pay for it. Because of the heavy fog and not entirely raised sun, I could hardly see the way and direction, and I did have a hard time controlling my bicycle. While I was passing by a crossroad, I was dazzled by see a blinding light that I could see nothing. At the moment, there came a car that just running into my bicycle and me. To be honest, that time, I just felt I was flying. That good feeling didn’t last for a long time until I fell down the ground. Immediately, I could feel the liquid that trickling out of a cut near my head. However, I didn’t feel painful or something likes that. Maybe I just was in a panic and had no idea about what to do. Then, I just let my blood go and tried to find some guy who bring the phone with them. In the end, there was a guy that would like to lend his phone to me. Some minutes later, my mother came and took me, which cannot be recognized with the whole face blood, to the hospital. Even to this day, I still remember my mother didn’t say a word, but regard me with her eyes filled with love. When we got to the hospital, I had a physical examination. The nurse cleared my cut, and the doctor sewed it after I have had an anesthesia and asked me to return the hospital one mouth later. During the time in home, I always considered there could be a scar in my head that would be ugly and scary. It was a tough time for me to go through, both mental and physical. Then it went to the day that I should go back to the hospital and take off my bandage. I had to say that I was extremely nervous and desperate, although I tried to tell to myself that everything would be okay, even my face. When the bandage was taken off, I was nearly burst into tears. There was nothing in my head except a light pink line. I was so delighted that I jumped and cheer for it loudly. Today, even I cannot find where the scar is, but I don’t forget the memorable experience.