Suddently , I feel I grow up. It is my transation time from a girl to a woman from outside and mind. The only place has not been changed is my heart. I am still a little girl, 12 years old.

I experienced my very first  time of teaching, making-up by myself, buying skirt for myself and ect. I cannot understand why I changed so much. It must be a little doll  in my heart without waking up for a very long time.

从女孩蜕变成女人的过程是美丽的。It is such a wonderful journey of the metamorphosis from a girl to a woman.

 

Do we really need to change? Does the world shape us or we shape ourselves or the people around us affect more?

Cooking rice with a pot makes me remind my aunt who just passed away this year. I suddenly thought about what really made others thinks about a person after he or she dead? It is the skill or method he or she taught you before makes he or she lives in your mind forever. I will never forget her for the cooking method she taught me.