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国庆欢歌未歇，中秋月色仍暖，亚欧商学院首届国庆征文大赛的优秀作品，今以系列推送与大家相见。参与征文活动的同学以笔为媒，将对家国的热爱、成长的感悟与归属的思考，凝练成一篇篇动人文字。无论是异国学子眼中的文化交融，还是中国学子笔下的节日温情，字里行间皆藏真挚。我们期待这些作品，能让你在文字中重拾记忆，感受多元视角下的家国情怀。
As the festive songs of National Day linger and the warm glow of the Mid-Autumn moon still shines, we present the outstanding entries from the very first National Day Essay Contest of AEBS Student Union in a series of posts. Participants channeled their love for home and country, reflections on growth, and contemplations of belonging into moving prose. Whether capturing cultural fusion through the eyes of international students or portraying festive warmth through the pens of Chinese scholars, every word brims with sincerity. We hope these works will help you revisit cherished memories and experience patriotic sentiments through diverse perspectives.
当烟花划破夜空，有人看见庆典的璀璨，有人却触到乡愁的温度——这篇文字便以细腻笔触，剖开了国际学子独有的节日心境。作者从烟花起笔，在绚烂光影与人群欢笑声中，翻涌出对故国独立日的思念：错过的家人拥抱、屏幕里飘扬的国旗，道尽留学路上不得不有的遗憾与牺牲。但文字并未沉溺于伤感，朋友的温暖，又让“家”有了新注解——既是故土的牵挂，也是异乡的温暖相拥。它让我们看见，背井离乡的勇气里，藏着对梦想的执着与对爱的珍视；而节日的意义，从不止于一地团聚，更是跨越山海的情感联结。
As fireworks pierced the night sky, some beheld the splendor of the celebration, while others felt the warmth of homesickness—this piece, with its delicate prose, explores the unique holiday sentiments of international students. Beginning with fireworks, the author evokes longing for her homeland's Independence Day amidst dazzling lights and jubilant crowds: missed family embraces, the national flag waving on a screen—all speak to the inevitable regrets and sacrifices of studying abroad. Yet the narrative avoids wallowing in melancholy. The warmth of friends redefines "home"—both the longing for her homeland and the comfort of a warm embrace in a foreign land. It reveals that those who have the courage to leave home harbor a steadfast pursuit of dreams and a deep appreciation for love. The true meaning of the holidays lies not merely in in-person reunions, but in the emotional bonds that transcend oceans and mountains.
Mary Laurencia Ursula
BBA Program, Class of 2025
From Indonesia
Fireworks Across the Sky,
Memories Across the Sea
National Day Essay Series
I was awoken by a strange sound. White flash struck my eyes. I jumped out of bed to close the curtains, afraid of the lightning. It was already dark outside, the sun disappeared and city lights began to fill in the empty sky. I stopped as there was no rain in sight. Turns out it was fireworks, beautiful vibrant fireworks. My feet slowly walked towards the beautiful view, I opened the window gently as a cold breeze brushed my face. The sound gets louder and more colors reflected in my eyes. My pupils grew bigger and a gentle smile found a way to my lips. My heart beat faster every firework launched. My eyes lingered way longer than they should, unwilling to let go of the sight. Cheers from the crowd caught my attention. Seeing hugs, laughs, and smiles give me a sense of warmth. The city seemed more alive tonight. Children and the elderly share the same joy watching the breathtaking view. Families, friends, communities all gathered together. The flag waved with full confidence, marking the independence of its country. But my smile fades as the crowd slowly goes silent. My eyes become blurry and a strange feeling spreads in my body. It all snapped. Tears made their way down to my cheeks. I promised myself that this would not happen again—that I will move on.
The crowd, the fireworks, the celebration really reminds me of home, my country far away from here. Every memory of home played in my mind vividly. I wasn’t home on the day of my country’s independence day celebration. I wasn’t with my friends, family, or community. I wasn’t able to exchange the hugs, laughs, and smiles with others back home. Worse of all, I can only watch my flag flutter through the screen. Heartbreaking, really. But what can I do? This is the sacrifice I have to make. As an International student, there are going to be a lot of missed events back at home. Weddings, birthdays, and even funerals. To be honest, I hate that I have to miss it. I hate this uncomfortable feeling. Now I am alone, crying in the cold. And the person I needed the most is miles away. I cried harder as the fireworks got louder. More and more memories replayed in my mind, feeling the homeliness once more.
I, you, we all at some point miss home, the comforting foods, echoes of familiar voices, and the heartfelt feeling of being with someone you love. All that is the costs of leaving home for a better education. Don’t get me wrong, it has been a dream to study abroad and give back to the country that made me who I am today. Exchanging cultures and knowledge is an amazing opportunity. But still, being away was never easy, there is always some part of us that long for home. The guilt of leaving and possibly having a better education than ones at home constantly lingers through our journey. Experience the modern cities, an easier life, while our families still struggle on their day to day life back home. I do hope that my journey here can help to grow my community back home, repay all the love and passion that gave me all my life. They deserve it better, really, and I hope I can be the one who contributed to the change.
Minutes passed. My sobbed stopped. The crowd became clearer again. I calmed myself down. I wiped my tears, reminding myself that I wasn’t alone at all. I went outside of my building and made my way to the crowd, blending in with the paradise. The cheerful atmosphere put me at ease and the smell ofhot skewers put back my smile. Two little children running around with a sparkler. The elderly cheered their glass with bright smiles. Groups of friends taking selfies to capture the moment. Once again, the flag waved proudly. I gently smiled, it’s just the same as the celebration back home. Then I felt a gentle touch on my shoulder. I looked to my right, bright smiles greeted me. My friends handed me a fresh hot skewer, and they gestured to me to take it. The rich flavor quickly satisfies my tongue. They exchanged laughter as I ate it with such joy. All of us admire the beautiful fireworks while playing a guessing game about the shape of the firework above. My heart is full again. It is strange really, how I always feel at home when I am with them.
The celebration of Independence has a special place in my heart. It is more than a celebration of being independent but also a moment for every citizen to come together as a family to celebrate. Even us foreigners can enjoy the amazing night. And now, on this very day, we come together to celebrate those before us who made the country how it is today. How grateful we are to celebrate this with our family and friends. Although me and my friends might not be able to celebrate our own country’s independence day, enjoying this joyful night fills up the empty hole in our hearts. We all cheered as the last firework launched. After the show we went to a nearby shaokao place, we exchanged more joy, we cheered, hugged, and smiles were never wiped from our faces. I might not be able to celebrate in my country, but now home is also whenever I am with them.
If you are lucky enough to celebrate with their friends and family at home. Always cherish it deeply. Never ever take it for granted because one day things will change. Either the people you celebrate with or where you celebrate it. So, for this year’s independence day celebration, hug your family, be grateful of the history we had, and of course cherish every moment of it. Happy Chinese National Day of the People's Republic of China!
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