The Bridge in My Memory
My name is Ming. Welcome to my blog. In my first blog article, I want to write something for this special place in my memory--a cafe called "Bridge" near my undergraduate school. Several days ago, many friends reposted an article named "The Broken Bridge" on their social media. Reading through the article, I realized this famous cafe in our neighborhood was going to shut down, just after our graduation in July, 2018. We all felt sad about the loss of this delicate place. We could not help but to recall the time we spent in this cafe, and the story about our own growth during those shiny days. Four years ago, I was a freshman of English major at Tsinghua University in Beijing. I was confused and stressful about my life, study and future, because I think I do not have outstanding English ability comparing with my fellows. Then in our writing course, our instructor, Roger, told us that we could come to his office hour at the Bridge Cafe. Therefore, in a cloud...