When I was very small, my parents would read me some stories before I got sleep, I liked to listen to these interesting stories, so when I started to study, I was so eager to read all kinds of books. I found the world was so various and I was so crazy about different cultures. The more I read, the stronger desire for me to explore the world. Before I could take my own travel, I got to know the world by reading more books. They broadened my vision and enriched my knowledge. I found a lot of happiness among the knowledge. I would live for learning.