(The storyline is purely fictional, the official must not sit in the opposite seat, if there is any similarity, it is purely a coincidence)

The next day, Jing Hao went to Harry's office to have a private class, and talked about the topic of cultural contrasts and cultural barriers, Jing Hao talked about some of her feelings: "Sometimes, I am always afraid that I am probably speaking the right English meaning, but the expression is ridiculous...... Because the communication between people from different cultural backgrounds and speaking different languages is really like being separated by a very wide river...... "The wider the river, the more rapid the flow, and the loud the voice, two people communicate, not only have to raise their voices and squeeze their eyebrows, but they may also have to wave their arms and legs and use a lot of body language...... "But even so, they may not understand each other, and sometimes they don't understand each other, but they still think they understand everything...... these intermittent expressions, Harry smiled.

Harry said that he has been teaching for 20 years and has taught many international students, and it is the first time he has met such an interesting student as Jing Hao, and you are exaggerating.

When Jing Hao said these words to him, he was a little nervous for some reason, in the past class, this kind of nervousness was absent, Harry has always been gentle with students, not urging, so she herself doesn't know where this nervousness comes from today. She felt a little nervous about herself.

After the two discussed their homework, Harry took out a large notebook and asked Jing several questions about Chinese learning, in fact, his questions were just as fun - "A Chinese character, usually, how many times to write, you can probably write?" How many Chinese characters are there in Chinese? What is the hardest Chinese character in Chinese? What's the easiest? ......”

How can there be answers to these questions? Jing Hao smiled, very patiently answered one by one, within the scope of his knowledge, looking for answers, and deliberately praised Harry's Chinese getting better and better. Harry was happy, and asked Jing Hao if he had any special headaches in English that he wanted to know.

Jing Hao hurriedly consulted Harry about a few error-prone clauses in that clause in English, and Harry patiently answered for her, and finally Harry said that in fact, many British people often use that wrong, which is indeed a problem. Both of them have their own gains, and they are both very happy.

Jing Hao looked at the Chinese study notebook that Harry had just handed her, and accidentally found that there were two pages inside, which seemed to be copied neatly with a brush "Guan Ju" in the Book of Poetry, and the characters were quite large:

Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island. My Fair Lady, Gentleman.

Jagged wattles, left and right flowing. My Fair Lady, I covet it.

I can't ask for it, but I can't think about it. Leisurely, tossing and turning.

Jagged wattles, picked left and right. My Fair Lady, Friends of the Piano.

Jagged wattle, left and right. My Fair Lady, bells and drums.

Obviously, each word was written with great difficulty, and the pronunciation of the English phonetic alphabet was marked under each word, and Jing Hao really admired Harry - I don't know how much time it took him to write.

Harry seriously asked Jing Hao for accurate pronunciation, Jing Hao patiently taught him to read, and asked him why he wanted to learn this "Guan Ju" in the "Book of Songs"? There are so many words, and some of them are quite difficult to write. Also, it was written with a brush?

Harry replied in English, "sponge".

Jing Hao reacted suddenly, he wrote with a fake brush with a sponge head, that kind of pen is easier to control than a real brush, ordinary people have no foundation, and they can also use this kind of sponge head pen to write, but without a certain foundation and training, it is almost impossible to write so many words directly with a brush.

Harry also said that this is a Chinese love poem, which contains the "soul" of the Chinese concept of love, and understanding how people in a country view love is the basis for learning the culture and language of that country, because the love of a nation and a country is the most important part of their nation and their country's culture and life......

Jing Hao looked up at Harry, and felt that this person was really interesting, and he was so simple and cute at his age. Now, when I usually go to class, in the library, or when I met him on campus a few times ago, the serious and even stereotyped and unpredictable Harry is gone, and his simple cuteness today is not the same as the day when he was very serious but stupidly stretched out his head, to see if there was anyone passing by on both sides of his door, and then he was relieved to let Jing Hao walk out of the door.

Jing Hao thought of her former colleagues, the colleague in the elevator who persuaded her not to waste money to study in England, he was about the same age as Harry, and the colleagues she knew in their forties, especially men, often lived in the most realistic state, and the things they focused on were either promotions or making money, who would have this kind of mind to appreciate love in foreign cultures and poetry? Of course, there is nothing wrong with living realistically, and Harry's colleagues may be the same. It's just that this difference between people makes Jing Hao feel that Harry is really an interesting person, with an interesting inner world and an interesting soul.

She walked out of the office building after class and walked towards the campus green space, walking and walking, Jing Hao suddenly turned around for some reason, and unexpectedly saw Harry watching her from the window on the second floor. Seeing Jing Hao turn around, Harry quickly pretended to look at something else, dodging his gaze.

Jing Hao also quickly turned around and walked forward quickly. She thought to herself a little strange, what was Harry looking at? Do you want to see yourself? No way......

In fact, of course, this is not the first time Harry has seen Jing Hao, but when Jing Hao left before, he didn't look back at the window of Harry's office. But Harry didn't just watch quietly, every time a student finished a lesson, before another student arrived, he would get up and walk around the small office, and when he walked to the window, he would look out a few times, and often could see the back of the student who had just left.

Along the quiet park path, she quietly returned to her 28 Highry Road, and as soon as she returned to her little room upstairs, she opened the drawer and took out a notepad with a very clean and refreshing pale green background and various colored polka dot patterns, and she wrote down a passage:

Unexpectedly, Harry is really an interesting person, he likes Chinese culture, likes the Book of Songs, and likes calligraphy. There seem to be some contradictory characteristics in him, sometimes he is so old, sometimes he is like a child.