It is said that once a woman has her ears pierced, she is destined to remain a woman in her next life. I am a woman, and if I have my ears pierced, I will not be a woman in my next life.
I remember that I was shocked when the earring pierced my earlobe. From then on, I was marked, a mark that may be beautiful, but may be sad.
Postscript: I end the story of the earrings with myself. After all, I have a lot of earrings and have seen too many earrings. Every woman with pierced ears has too many different earrings. Earrings describe a woman's mood, including pain, sweetness, hatred, confusion, hesitation... Women have too many moods. However, these are mostly not my feelings. The story of the earrings ends here, but for me, it is a beginning.
Conception: