我编写此段话的灵感来自于Oscar Wilde的短篇The Nightingale and the Rose中的几句My roses are yellow,' it answered; `as yellow as the hair of the mermaiden who sits upon an amber throne, and yellower than the daffodil that blooms in the meadow before the mower comes with his scythe.
`My roses are white,' it answered; `as white as the foam of the sea, and whiter than the snow upon the mountain.
`My roses are red,' it answered, `as red as the feet of the dove, and redder than the great fans of coral that wave and wave in the ocean-cavern. But the winter has chilled my veins, and the frost has nipped my buds, and the storm has broken my branches, and I shall have no roses at all this year.'
很美啊 我当时还把这几句都背诵了下来呢 很崇敬Oscar Wilde的'Art for Art's sake'的论调