千个人说婚姻是围城、是战争、是坟墓、是樊笼、是重负、是柴米油盐、是平庸淡漠,但是仍然有九百九十九个人非要闯进去,送上或接受那“九百九十九朵玫瑰”,那么的义无反顾,视死如归。 可是,当新婚的喜悦逐渐烟消云散,锅碗瓢盆交响曲日复一日、年复一年地循环奏响时,便又有了许多喜怒哀乐、酸甜苦辣。有人这样说,家务劳动令人好烦恼,天长日久,像一把钝齿的锯子,将爱恋变成厌倦。 Thousands of people say that marriage is a siege of the city. It is a war, a grave, a cage, a heavy burden, an oily salt, and a mediocre indifference. However, there are still 999 people who have to break in, send or accept the “nine hundred nine Nineteen roses ”, then no hesitation, just as if he were going to die. However, when the joy of the wedding gradually vanished, the symphony of pots and pans accentuated, day after day, and then played a lot of emotions, ups and downs. Some people say that domestic work is troublesome, long-lasting, like a blunt saw, turning love into boredom.