Yesterday, Yaolu, Witty and me invited Chinese classmates to our home where near to Manor House. We prerared for a big lunch. We did it by ourselves. Very meaningful and interesting. After the lunch, we began to play some funny games in our yard which often play it at our childhood. It makes me to remember some precious memory. Moreover, some Turkish children played it with us. They are lovely and pure, especially the smallest girl. I always wanted to hug her, but she kept running all the time. I'm depressed.