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.
人没有礼义就不能生存,事情没有礼义就不能办成,国家没有礼义就不得安宁。
The only person you should try to be better than is the person you were yesterday.