How time flies, tomorrow will be the last day at Yale. By then, I will have stayed here for six weeks. If life is like a painting, I was given a blank “drawing board” for this six weeks by God and now I have painted a colorful drawing. I am looking at my work carefully and I recognize each color from the mixture of light and shadow.
Red

Blue

Green
On the third Sunday, I went to East Rock Pack, on the top of which you could overlook the whole New Haven. The way up to the top was very steep and the dark green forest was so close. There happened to be a little sunlight through the leaves, which dropped round light spots on the way and on our clothes. It was fun to chase the light spots all the way. Finally I reached the top. From there, New Haven with its tall trees is just like a green sea.
Yellow
Yellow is a color that can bring me warmth and safety. It was the color of spaghetti, cookies, bread, oranges,melons and peanut butter. Unlike some of my friends who missed Chinese cuisines so much, I loved the food here very much. In buffet, I could choose what I wanted. Yellow was also the color of my friendships across the world I built here, our golden friendships. I admired many people here, who had a good balance between work and leisure. They have different cultural backgrounds but most were polite and friendly.
Light

Red, blue, yellow, green and light, there is a fantastic colorful drawing board in my mind. Time never stops. It keeps its steps forward. I can only follow it. I will miss the six weeks when I am so young, so curious, so enthusiastic. I will miss you, my dear professors, my dear friends, and Yale.