So, do western ways and values threaten our self-knowledge? History often misleads us to have such doubts, and if we are not careful, we will be prepared. Take the adoption of western wedding customs as an example. In China, white is usually the color of mourning. The bride's wearing white doesn't conform to our wedding custom, and it is a submission to foreign cultural invasion. Our accustomed wedding color is red, which violates our inheritance, so we are afraid of being globalized, and we are no longer China. I have reservations about this. History tells us that a truly powerful and confident nation is relaxed and fearless in the process of learning foreign cultures.
The wedding culture of the East and the West, whether red or white, is only a diversified choice. It's just a feast with unique flavors all over the world. As an amateur gourmet, Chinese food is my favorite, but my sense of taste has the ability to taste the delicious feast of any country. Of course, even if I sacrifice my taste and taste temporarily, I still don't rule out the convenience of McDonald's. When I babbled, my ears echoed with the melodious humming of Beijing Opera, which was a melody deeply imprinted in my soul. I love China's Peking Opera, which constantly reminds me where I come from and who I really am. But at the same time, I am also a fan of pop music, and the hot girl group widely circulated on campus has always occupied the first position in my heart.