Your procedures for studying abroad have all been completed. There's no problem. At the end of this semester, you will go to Stanford University to pursue your degree," Master Ji said to Jien at the dinner table. This was an established fact, not seeking Jien's opinion. And at this time, there was less than a month left until the end of this semester. Ji Ai'er looked at Master Ji in astonishment.
Stanford is located in the world-famous "Silicon Valley" and is in the San Francisco Bay Area of California, which has the most beautiful environment and the most developed economy.
It can be said to be the most demanding school - the annual admission rate is only about 7%, but it values personal qualities more than whether one comes from a prestigious school.
Its strongest fields: general management, entrepreneurship, hi-tech management, public management, finance, etc. It offers more than 80 elective courses throughout the year.
The teaching methods are: case study 40%, classroom lecture 30%, field projects and simulation training 30%.
"I don't want to go." Jien refused outright.
"Don't forget what you promised me." Master Ji said without any room for negotiation.
Ji Ai'er looked at Jien, not knowing what he had promised Master Ji. And it sounded as if Jien was forced.
Jien said nothing more and went upstairs without even finishing his meal. So Ji Ai'er followed upstairs.
"To the Oak Tree" ---- Shu Ting
If I love you -
I will never be like the climbing trumpet creeper
Using your high branches to show off myself;
If I love you -
I will never be like the infatuated bird
Repeating the monotonous song for the shade;
Nor will I be like a spring
Sending cool comfort all year round;
Nor will I be like a dangerous peak
Increasing your height and setting off your dignity.
Even the sunlight.
Even the spring rain.
No, all these are still not enough!
I must be a kapok tree beside you,
Standing together with you in the image of a tree.
Our roots, tightly held underground
Our leaves, touching in the clouds.
With every gust of wind passing by
We greet each other,
But no one
Understands our words.
You have your copper branches and iron trunk
Like knives, like swords,
And like halberds;
I have my red and magnificent flowers
Like heavy sighs,
And like heroic torches.
We share cold waves, thunder, and lightning;
We share mist, flowing haze, and rainbows.
Seeming to be forever apart,
But always depending on each other for life.
This is the great love,
Constancy lies here:
Love -
Not only love your stalwart figure,
But also love the position you hold, the land beneath your feet.