: "Perhaps every man has had two women like this, at least two. If you marry a red rose, over time, the red one becomes a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white one is still the moonlight in front of the bed. If you marry a white rose, the white one becomes a grain of rice sticky on the clothes, but the red one becomes a cinnabar mole on the heart."
Intention: love and affection