In my younger years, people often told me that I have “an amazing mind.” When I first learned to play the piano, I soon unveiled the secrets of harmony as the ratios between note frequencies. When I watched a dance performance with my parents, I could not help sharing my finding with them, that the pulsating movements were nothing but twisting numbers. Perhaps now I am no longer into those childish acts anymore, but I feel an ever-stronger intimacy with mathematics, something that is destined to accompany me for the rest of my life.

Due to the rigid higher education system in China, I was assigned to Computer Science major when I was admitted by (删去学校名). However, this did not prevent me from actively experiencing the charm of math. I was exhilarated by the ingenious method that estimates algorithm complexity before it is actually executed. Discrete Mathematics and Linear Algebra became two new favorites of mine, which have empowered me with modeling tools from graph to intrinsic vector. The only setback, I realized, was that most engaging topics were never fully covered by professors. So I audited Differential Equation and Complex Analysis, which were reserved solely for the math major. This turned out to pique my intellectual curiosity some more.

Eventually, my interests in math became unstoppable. Though with my accomplishments, I earned the rare qualification to enter the medical school, I did the unthinkable and forfeited the opportunity by the first week of sophomore year. The choice was easier said than done, and I suffered from significant pressure from family, friends, and teachers. However, I have made up my mind and decided that my life would never be complete without spending some fruitful years with my true passion.

One of the few options available to me is to transfer to a college in the United States. After pondering for a long while, I believe it is the right choice. American universities boast superior educational resources, such as full-fledged libraries and comprehensive journal databases, all of which will help a scholar immensely in her journey toward the ultimate truth. Being an independent thinker and innovator, I also look forward to sharing my ideas with exceptional peers from all over the world, and we may even work together to illuminate unexplored frontier of human knowledge. In the meantime, I aspire to attain holistic development, taking advantage of the extra freedom, and striving to relate my learning to practice. A concrete academic pursuit like this will serve as the foundation of a promising business career, where the quantitative methods I acquire at school can benefit thousands, or even millions.









“Could I do better at the place where a billion-dollar project has failed?”

The question constantly bugged me last winter. In the biology class, we had just finished the ecosystem part. Not satisfied with the somewhat pessimistic textbook conclusion, I decided to take the problem into my own hands: After getting advice from the teacher, I spent a large portion of my savings to order a glass tank, and started the half-a-year experiment on my own “biosphere.”

I divided my biosphere into two biomes. First was a “grassland” with cactus, loosestrife, plain lawn grass, moss, and a certain type of fern. I used sand as the bottom buffer layer, and piled some rich black soil above it for the plants. In addition to that, I created a little “lake” with waterweeds and decorated it with some pebbles. Animals that were on the roster included one spider, two tortoises, five shrimps, and ten earthworms. Realizing photosynthesis would be the key in my experiment, I put the tank on the balcony where light is always abundant. Then assuming too much sunshine would surely overheat water and atmosphere, I covered the lower half of the tank with cardboard and the upper half with semitransparent filter made of old newspaper. Just perfect.

I would spend ten minutes every day observing this miniature cosmos, and was disappointed to find out that there was nothing to see in winter. Tortoises and shrimps all spent their days in peace. Plants did not grow a single millimeter in three weeks. Earthworms? Never to be found again.

However, things became much different when the spring came. Tortoises performed their daily routine between water and the highland where they could take a sunbath. Shrimps moved to and fro, bringing much liveliness to the aquatic zone. Little (diameter<6mm) blue flowers flourished on the land. Although on average each only lasted no more than a few days, watching them gave me an inexplicable joy.

I was too happy to notice the omens, like when loosestrife began to outgrow others. Taking advantage of a complex root network and the high temperature in the tank, it soon dominated the limited space available. Blue flowers withered at first, and then it was the turn for fern and lawn grass. Eventually, only some yellowish, withering leaves and the lonely cactus took a last stand in the corner. For animals, at first all shrimps died out due to deteriorating water. The final straw was on June 3rd, an extremely harsh summer day when the smaller tortoise passed away. Watching its lifeless carcass silently floated on water, I decided it was the time to stop. I spent a whole day to place every animal and plant back in the free world they belong to, and set up a nice grave for Tutu the Tortoise. It was the least I could do for them.

The failure does not differ much from that of Biosphere 2. By the end of its first mission, 19 out of 25 vertebrate species went extinct, ocean and air were polluted, pollinating insects died out, and oxygen level dropped to as low as 14% before mission control decided to intervene. I learned that my system might last longer with improved ways of temperature control and increased biological diversity. Nevertheless, what first-hand experience really taught me was that our earth will be THE BIOSPHERE in the foreseeable future. We shall indeed do everything to understand it, cherish it, and guard it. Moreover, introduced species could either become victims of the alien environment, or endanger native species as dominant powers. The harmonious coexistence of flora and fauna should always be valued when attempting to preserve an ecosystem.







留学文书的大忌就是平铺直叙的流水账,也是初写草稿时大家都常犯的毛病之一。在开篇部分,首先一个小的转折是提出点子打破僵局。当然,这个其实只是所谓的red herring,为之后拉赞助遇冷打一个铺垫。如何反思问题、逆袭翻盘的大转折才是这篇文书的重点所在。


“Which one is more important, the perfect idea or the indomitable perseverance?” I always have this line pinned to my desk, in China or in America. It was in a regional high school debating contest that I learned the life-changing answer.

It all started with a routine meeting of our school newspaper. People were enthusiastically discussing the upcoming carnival, however most were just trying to suggest minor improvements over past ones due to time and resource constraints. Having been lost in thoughts for a while, I was driven by a sudden impulsion, “We need something new, something groundbreaking! How about a debating contest? From my own model United Nations experience, students would love it!” The room froze for a split second, and slowly all began to clasp their hands hard. I knew I had hit the jackpot.

Things were easier said than done. Our available funds were far from sufficient for the new event, so I had to come up with something in just a few weeks. Without any prior experience, I was forced to resort to soliciting and cold calling. “High school debate, is this a joke?” The campus bookstore manager crushed my hope with a single sentence. Situation was no different for a number of other local businesses. For the first time, we were confronted by the cold reality of society. The morale went all the way to the bottom, and partners already started to propose alternatives.

Yet I would not be defeated so easily. Upon my request, a seasoned marketing specialist, who is Father’s close friend, became our mentor. After a few appointments with him, I realized that I had made so many mistakes. Following his advice, the team worked closely to first develop a ten-page proposal in a matter of days. It includes nearly all aspects of the event, an expanded explanation on the budget, and potential advertising opportunities for our sponsors. Then we took turns to practice our sales pitch, and even attempted to reply to the coldest responses in a positive, humorous manner (“Indeed, fresh from the oven!”). I had done everything I could, but on the day when I received five one-hundred-Yuan bills (and this is not really a large amount) for the first time, I could not believe my eyes.

In the same way, we secured another 4,500 Yuan, which was more than enough to cover the expense. Encouraged by the success, I went on to contact student clubs and administrations of neighboring high schools with my teammates. Eventually, two others, (删去学校名), decided to join us, and we were even permitted to use the state-of-the-art auditorium of the latter as our main venue. Though we had met countless challenges in various stages from scheduling to promotion, willpower and resourcefulness supported the team till the end. Hearing the thunderous applause when I handed the trophy to the top debaters, I felt all previous efforts were compensated in full plus interest.

My desktop motto was the last debate topic, yet I already saw the value of perseverance before the winner was decided. Later on, the very quality would help me attain many feats, like adapting to an entirely new education system, playing a constructive role in local Christian community, founding an International Club from scratch, and more. No longer trapped by the myth of searching for the perfect idea, I shall confidently walk toward my future one step at a time.





指导文书的过程有如十月怀胎——事实上有时比十月怀胎还更艰巨一些,因为充满着对自我的剖析、怀疑与否定。与一些同行观点相左,我认为除开个别禁忌以外(比如歧视、不诚信等),文书没有定法,招生官与学校的口味也各不相同。我认为的好文书必定是在达到语法、行文和格局的基础标准上,最大限度反映出申请者独一无二特质(或者按照市场科学的术语,unique selling proposition,USP),给整个申请注入以灵魂并与相互匹配的学校产生共鸣。














顺藤摸瓜,我们很快确定了针对当时一道老Common题目Indicate a person who has had a significant influence on you, and describe that influence的主线。



Today I am full of confidence, applying for world-class colleges. But who could tell that years ago I was considered as a less-than-satisfactory student by people around me? It is one of the many positive changes that I have my mother to thank for.

When I was five, I was the youngest student in the class and did not stand out among peers at all. English was my weakest subject. Teachers and students often neglected my existence, or even judged me with prejudice. For this my confidence plummeted.

Mom never openly showed her worries, but she hired a native-speaker, an African American doctor, as my part-time tutor. With his lively instruction, each new word slipped into my mind vividly. In such friendly atmosphere, my language potential blossomed and my proficiency in oral English reached a new height. Furthermore, I even found a penchant for foreign languages, cultures, and life styles.

During a winter break, when my friends were cozily playing by the fireplace, mom took me to local university to attend public English lectures. At the very year, we experienced a heavy snowfall. Shivering and sighing, I grudgingly dragged my legs forward in the knee-deep snowfield. But it was mom's gentle words that built up my faith and empowered me to painstakingly take notes on fine grammar points in the nearly empty classroom. With a day's class finished, mom would check on my progress and help me review, though she only had limited understanding in English. Her enthusiasm supported me to read aloud after English tapes again and again. Not until I fully completed the workload would I go to bed. At the price of several broken tape recorders, I memorized all course materials by heart, establishing a perfectionist learning style.

At junior high school, the fruit of my efforts began to show. I eventually rose to the top of class from my original poor academic state. Mother encouraged me to preview before the classes and learn advanced content beyond the curriculum. In this way, my other subjects were also improved, which gave my teachers one pleasant surprise after another.

Five years ago, when others were learning sciences to the best of their ability, mother did not push me to follow the trend. Instead she fully supported my interests and encouraged me to attend numerous language schools. With my innate passion, I soon reached medium level in French and passed band 1 in Japanese. After that, I dabbled in Korean, and could freely converse in the language months later. I am currently teaching myself Spanish. Owing to its similarity with French, I feel a great intimacy and have just finished more than half of the introductory textbook this summer. As a language learner, I could say the expression vouloir, c'est pouvoir now sheds a new light on me.

Without mom's company, encouragement, and persistence, I could never attain all these achievements and excel as a senior in (删去学校名), a renowned high school in Northeastern China. Mom made me to understand that confidence makes me perfect and assiduity brings me far and wide. Who could claim that female is the lesser sex? I believe women certainly can carry the weight of the world on their shoulders.




提起理工男,人们心里立即会泛起在实验室埋头苦干、思维简单、不善交往的刻板印象。 这篇文书的主人可能会让你耳目一新。





I was sixteen when my journey to the Arctic changed the way I see this world.

As we entered the Arctic Circle, I used the pendulum to measure the acceleration of gravity. Though I have tried every way to reduce interference, such as doing the experiment at 4am before the ship set sail, my plan was still spoiled by the constantly caress of the sea, so-called ocean swell. I could not smooth the non-linear waves with my equations so I was forced to give up the experiment with 6% error margin.

Serendipity was absent in my experiment. Upset and agitated, I took a stroll on board and looked far away. Under the golden radiance of the rising sun, snow mountains became a holy city which has no hunger or distress. Beside the ship a few whales surfaced to take breaths. The vapor they exhaled formed clouds in the sky. I saw those distant mountain range with an infinite sea, which have been there since the ancient past and will last in the distant future.

I was overwhelmed by the magnificent presence of nature, and my little tinkering was not unlike a proud kid showing off his arithmetic skills to a savant—so naïve, so ignorant. I used to think that there was nothing in the world that could not be parsed and fathomed by human intelligence, and I had been proud that I could solve physical and metaphysical problems with dazzling mind experiments and logic deductions. However, when I faced the phenomena of mother nature, I could neither draw a Venn diagram nor think of any man-made formula that matches such myriad of changes in the twinkling of an eye, as nature is so intricate and unpredictable. A beat of an arctic tern’s wings may create a blizzard that forces a mother polar bear and her sons into their hiding. As my old common sense crumbled into dust, I could only try to perceive nature through my heart.

When I did this, it felt as easy as raising my hand—I did not know the details but could easily accomplish the task. Nature, experienced by my heart, is simple and pure. I guess this had something to do with that we are instinctively connected to it in some special ways. Somehow, this reminded me of a common idea shared by Zen and Taoism: We can only use our hearts to access truth but not words to describe it. When one tries to interpret the greatness and depth of principles with explicit descriptions, he or she has already misrepresented them.

Sometimes I would envy the longevity of the sea and pity the transient lives of mortals, but though we appear to be tiny, we are always hopeful and curious. Our lives may be limited, the ultimate law may be concealed, but our imagination knows no bounds, and the long path to the truth is always open.

I may fail to measure the outcome, but the measurement itself already hints consummation. I will never lose faith on our thoughts and ideas, from Immanuel Kant who acclaimed the value of freedom will to John Nash who prevailed illusions with reasons. We are strange creatures indeed: Though ephemeral and minute in front of the time and space, we are always tied to nature through an invisible, unbreakable bond. I believe just like a drop of water embodies features such as salinity and constituents of the ocean, we and other creatures and the whole nature are but fractals from microscopic to macroscopic scale: "I could be bounded in a nutshell and count myself a king of infinite space."