生与死的界限至多是模糊不清的。谁能说一个在哪里结束,另一个在哪里开始?
当你长时间凝视深渊时,深渊也在凝视着你。
Maybe every man has had two such women, at least two. Married to a red rose, over time, the red becomes a mosquito blood stain on the wall, while the white remains "moonlight before the bed"; married to a white rose, the white becomes a grain of sticky rice on the clothes, while the red remains a cinnabar mole on the heart.