Sociological thinking on overseas Chinese immigrants

Articles compiled overseas by New Zealand students studying in xinxilan.liuxue86.com, please indicate the source: "Overseas Experience Record of a China Youth Growing up in New Zealand: Ten Years, Nothing to do with Romance (Foreword)" reported in July 13. New Zealand China News Network News A young Chinese who immigrated from China to live in New Zealand with his parents 10 years and grew up in New Zealand introduced himself and his works in the preface of his "Experience of New Zealand Story": Sun Yibang, the word triumphal, male, the name of Xiaosheshen, referred to as Xiaosheshen, Shenyang, Liaoning. Leo, born in 1988, has no tail and prelude. He immigrated to New Zealand from 10 in 2000 and has been studying and living ever since. At present, I am studying at the University of Auckland, and I have a double bachelor's degree in Business School and College of Arts, majoring in marketing and international business management to make a living, as well as sociology of personal preference. He used to be the vice-chairman of China Student Union, an ambitious careerist who likes to show off and show off. I think the websites of major newspapers and magazines write articles for recreation. I have planned and hosted TV and stage programs. I am an amateur, crying and crying and I don't know what to say.

In fact, what is your dream of living abroad? Maybe everyone will have different answers in their hearts. But until you really pack your bags, leave your hometown by plane and take root in a so-called foreign land, everything is just an illusion.

On June 65438+1October 65438+April 2000, my international flight landed at Auckland International Airport. Since then, I have lived in New Zealand, a country in the South Pacific, for nearly ten years.

"Women in October, clothes in November, snowstorms in December."

Last August, when I was celebrating the birthday of 2 1, which was especially valued in the west, I planned to write something and leave some words for myself as a gift on the day I came to New Zealand for ten years. Now I have such an opportunity to write a work and share it with everyone except myself. But I'm stuck. I seem to be a wheel flattening master who cuts wheels under Qi Huangong Hall. I am stunted, but I can't pass on my experience to future generations. I just have countless feelings and stories in my heart, but I can't express them in words for everyone to see. As the saying goes, "I can't speak, but I have a few things in it."

I bit my finger, too slow to code, and my eyebrows stood upright with anxiety. I have asked many friends in China, "What are you most interested in living abroad?"

I got all kinds of answers: some asked me about the price of overseas famous brand luxury goods, some were concerned about whether the shopping channels in Yi Bei were more convenient than those in China, and some asked about the immigration policy of information major courses in universities. I have no choice but to close the chat window, whether it's a leopard in custody or a blind man touching an elephant. These questions are beyond my ability to answer, or these so-called important parts of overseas life in their eyes are things I have never experienced.

I feel a little relieved at the thought of this. What I want to do may be far less complicated and full of burden than I thought. What I want to do is to describe to you a life similar to other young people of the same age, but with countless differences, from the most trivial daily life to the sculls in the snow-capped mountains of New Zealand, the streams made of clear snow water, the sunset in the ripples on the lake, three or two red-billed petrels flying low together, and the real feelings I experienced growing up in this landscape.

You read my story and thought I was going to write a guide to studying abroad, or a tool post in the forum that has been widely shared on the Internet. The click-through rate was very high, but not many people patiently read it. Actually, it is not. As a China native, a Liaoning native, a boy born after 1980s, a college student, a business school student and a liberal arts undergraduate, I, like all the young people of this era, have experienced the same great event-growth in the past ten years. It's just that I grew up in a distant country, which is very different from the social life in China. Like countless seeds sown by a dandelion, I flew over four time zones, 12000 km, and sprouted in another land.

The old man Ba Jin discussed the essence of life with us in the preface of his torrent. He said it was a tragedy, a struggle, and then in romain rolland's words, it was a process of conquest. No matter what life is, you need to stage its stage, arena and cliff to climb. New Zealand has thus become a place where I can play with myself, fight and conquer my life. The dandelion seeds blown by the wind are mentioned above, but I want to describe myself with another plant with a more appropriate metaphor. I am a revived fern, which I discovered by accident. The next article will have more explanations about this strange bond. I'll sell it here first.

During my ten years in New Zealand, many things happened, big and small, personal, happy and painful, unforgettable and forgotten. For example, on the way to the airport outside China, I saw the Hunhe Bridge, which used to have only two lanes, connecting the banks of the Hunhe River. When I returned to China, only an old bridge was left in the middle of the river as a memorial pier, next to which was a wider and more magnificent Hunhe New Bridge. My home in China also moved to the south bank of Hunhe River, which used to be a low-lying river beach and was deeply loved by reeds and fish frogs. Now it is a residential area with villas and high-rise apartments, and the Olympic Sports Center built for the 2008 Olympic Games can be seen not far away.

In Auckland, one of the most famous landscapes, the old trees on Mount Yi, failed to withstand all kinds of man-made injuries with complicated motives, and became a chainsaw for lumberjacks, thus making Yi Shan worthy of the name.

Two old classrooms in the University of Auckland have been quietly leveled into light green turf, and the handrails on the stairs have recently been painted from green to indescribable light blue.

I graduated for four years and rarely went back to high school. I don't know what it has become, and I don't know how many times oleanders who once grew up on the only way to school have lost their flowers.

Some friends around me changed several times, some left early, some chose a new road after graduation, some stayed here, but they seldom contacted each other, while the rest of my friends laughed and scolded after studying and taking exams, and drank a lot in front of hot pot and barbecue oven, during which we also cried and laughed, but most of the time we were drunk. We have also been together, without hiding between banquets and taking part in accidental amusement. We are just shaking the feelings that youth usually disdains to express or is ashamed to express through a form.

My parents are old, but I have grown taller. …

Yes, I have been silently watching these changes in my life for ten years. My special experience has created my "bystander" character and perspective, allowing me to stand outside and record different stories I have seen and experienced. Next, I want to tell you not only foreign diaries and foreign travel notes, but also a song that all my friends of the same age can share with me, whether at home or abroad. Maybe after reading my story, you will have a chance to come to New Zealand to experience it for yourself, or just pay more attention to her from travel magazines, but I think no matter what kind of thinking my story can bring you, it is meaningful and interesting.

The other authors of this book are all interesting people selected from the circle of friends around me. Although living in the same country, everyone's growth trajectory is not the same simple repetition. Everyone has experienced similar ups and downs, but in the end they have created very personalized successful results in different fields. Moreover, this is only an extremely narrow and incomplete entry point where you can learn about New Zealand and the young people in China who are struggling to survive in New Zealand. There are a lot of excellent stories and characters that we regret that we can't cover in a short time. We can't fully represent all the young people of China in New Zealand, but through us, we hope and believe that everyone can have a more real and appropriate understanding of this special group. Speaking of our understanding, this is a topic full of regret in New Zealand. In the World Cup that ended before, the national flag of this country ranked in OECD 18 was forcibly mistaken for the national flag of Denmark. This shows that the domestic understanding of New Zealand is very limited. On the other side of the hemisphere, New Zealand students and overseas Chinese are also shrouded in the shadow of Australia, Europe and America. Because of the remoteness and lack of understanding and communication, negative subjective discrimination will be swept away under limited and biased reports. The result of exaggerating a few negative news stories is to derive strange stories that humiliate us, such as "studying abroad garbage".

Garbage? Looking at myself in the mirror, I can only laugh helplessly. Of course, arguments and arguments will only arouse this boring war of words. So I am very energetic when I think about it, because ten years have made me know myself very well and the big circle of Chinese around me. Although those unhealthy phenomena are inevitable, my friends and I, as well as all young people with dreams and ambitions in China, have at least tried our best to do what we should do, that is, the spoof, fun, inspirational, bumpy and serious stories I mentioned above.

Under the same sky, but in New Zealand at the southern tip of the ocean, such a country can be described by the name of a film and television work of Dream Sail, which is the hometown of gold and white clouds. You can only get some rigid data related to this country by consulting the encyclopedia and searching online. Yes, her population, geography, climate, language, GDP, unemployment rate and so on. Knowing this doesn't mean that you have any in-depth understanding of this country. No words, pictures, sounds or images can replace the real perception from the deep heart. May our story make the impression of New Zealand full of three-dimensional and truth.

We are China youths in New Zealand.