Written on Valentine's Day:
When I was 20 years old, I was still a poor student. Just because of the three words "Valentine's Day", we each rushed from our homes in remote villages to the city where we first met. That day, I received the first rose in my life: three roses!
I had just started working when I was 30 years old, and it was Valentine's Day that year. You put on a white washed jacket and went out on an old bicycle. When the door was opened, there was a bouquet of red roses in the basket! At that time, I really felt sorry for money!
I am 40 years old this year and it's Valentine's Day again. The 200-square-meter new home is fully decorated and fully heated, and our common horse is parked in the underground garage.
Sitting blankly. I know there will be no roses this year!
I think there will be no roses from now on!
I think there is no need for roses from now on!