I believe in second chances.

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.

我们每个人都活在各自的过去中，我们花一分钟去认识一个人，一个小时去喜欢一个人，一天去爱上一个人，但是呢，却要花一辈子来忘记一个人。

我不会把任何比赛视为理所当然。

绘画对我来说就像日记，一种用视觉表达思想和感受的方式。

如果你的鞣制过程经不起纪录片团队的检验，是时候重新思考你的方法了。