Zhang Ailing said that every man will meet two women, one red rose and one white rose. Marry a red rose, and over time, the red one will become a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, while the white one will remain "the bright moonlight in front of the bed." If you marry a white rose, the white one will become a grain of rice sticky on your clothes, and the red one will become a cinnabar mole on your heart.
Natsume said, I met two men in my life, one was love at first sight, and the other was my childhood sweetheart. They are not roses, but they are moles on my palms.
I just don't know if the waiting person is still where I am after walking such a long way.
The flowers are blooming on the street, my beloved has returned, can my son return slowly?