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Upon hearing there were dumplings to eat, the students were not at all shy, clamoring as they scrambled to get some.
Zhou Ziang also got a few dumplings with celery and pork filling. Due to the cold weather, the over a hundred dumplings packed for the school had already turned cold, with the skins so stiff that they curled up at the ends. But none of the international students, sick of hamburgers and hot dogs, complained; everyone savored the dumplings with gusto, for in a foreign land, the food from one's homeland carries a special meaning.
As the night grew deeper, a few candles were lit on the lawn, and several students who had drunk too much huddled together, singing the national anthem. As they sang, some began to choke up with emotion.
