我们都是孤独的，生来孤独，死去孤独，尽管有真实的浪漫杂志，我们总有一天会回顾我们的生活，看到尽管有伴侣，我们一直都是孤独的。
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.
Quality is not a myth; it is a fact.
译文：女权不能让平庸的人占据，对于不同种族的人勾结在一起只能空自叹息。