I chose this image as it speaks the word "home" to me. The Great Wall of China, after fresh snow, when it is the most serene and quiet, is home. It is home because it has my roots. It is home because it makes me proud. It is home because it teaches me endurance. It is home because it offers a never-ending path with ups and downs. It is home because it is hopeful, even if I lose sight of what is beyond. It is home because the sky is always smoggy and yet it encourages me to march on. It is home because I am the only one there to listen to what it has to say.