Before, I read a post about a girl who grew up in Europe and America.

I saw a post saying that girls who grew up in Europe and the United States were different from those who grew up in China. That’s true. Not only in China, but also in Japan. In the morning, two high school-looking girls met on the tram. They spoke English and Japanese. They wore hot pants and brown skin. They looked like ordinary cherry blossom girls. They were neither skinny nor healthy. When I was a child, I only appreciated Snow White, but when I grew up, I felt that the healthy sunshine was very beautiful and full of vitality.