记得第一次来中国是2014年9月的一个晚上。走出机场时已是深夜,随便拦了一辆出租车就坐上了。车在缓缓地行驶,透过车窗向外看,马路两旁,灯火通明,十分安静。我想这座城市就像人一样也在安然入睡。第二天早上起来,推开窗往外看,感觉自己还在泰国,同一个太阳照耀着大地,周围的一切如自己的国家一般。因为有着相似的面孔,看到路上的行人,如果他们不说话,我感觉还是在泰国呢, I remember going to China for the first time in one night in September 2014. Out of the airport is already late at night, casually stopped a taxi to sit on. The car was driving slowly, looking out through the window of the car, lined with lights and very quiet. I think the city sleeps peacefully just like people do. The next morning, open the window and look out, feeling himself still in Thailand, the same sun shining on the earth, everything around him as his own country. Because they have similar faces and see the pedestrians on the road, if they do not speak, I feel still in Thailand,