In fact I also liked red apples when I was a little child because red apples are ripe ones, and fully ripe apples are bound to taste sweet. I am acquainted with the different flavors of life, however, in the long process of maturity, making me quite unexpectedly fall in love with the plain sweetness peculiar to green apples, which are crisp and juicy, and taste slightly sour and puckery. It seems to me becoming mature and living a happy and even perfect life is not life’s ultimate goal. What is more meaningful is the undergoing of various experiences and the savoring of diverse tastes in the trudge to that destination. The harshness or bitterness on the tongue constantly renews and therefore remains forever vivid and realistic. Similarly, children may conclude that candy is the nicest thing in the world. However, arriving at adulthood, they will learn to appreciate tea or coffee, which tastes, so to speak, like life itself.