The environment is different. When you interact with others, you begin to change. You can boldly wear what you didn't dare to wear before, or you can wear the same style when you see others wearing well.

I have a female classmate in the next class. Because of the height (girls in our school are generally not very tall), we naturally strike up a conversation. When I was a freshman 167, I weighed 65 kilograms. She 168 weighs 74 kg. My skin is tight, not very fat, but she is just the opposite.

Because I insist on eating less at night and resolutely don't eat anything after 8 pm, yy, so when I was a sophomore, I could easily hold on to any skirt, but she still seemed unchanged and remained transparent.

Time flies, and I will graduate from college soon. Everyone is very restless. One sunset in summer, a tall and beautiful woman came face to face. I couldn't see her face clearly, so she called my name and chatted with me enthusiastically. She was wearing a pair of shorts and her legs were thin and long. I asked her how much she weighs now, and she said 52.

Next, nothing more than asking about weight loss cheats, she said: "Keep running 10 km every day, regardless of the wind and rain, and keep running for three years. I think anyone can lose weight." They say shut up and stretch your legs, but how many people can really take action and stick to it for three years?

I think many girls have had such a bitter history: from an inferior, ordinary and twisted ugly duckling, the process of gradual transformation is very painful, but very fulfilling. I wish everyone who works hard can get what they want.