"History is not just facts and dates; it’s the lives of people who lived them."

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.

"The past is not a place to live, but a place to learn from."

Dream more, do more, and become more.