Ice bean cake

I love purple, beautiful colours and beautiful molds that create different shapes of flowers, butterflies, and life... and looking at this purple butterfly reminds me of a little story about butterflies when my husband and I first got married, that my husband was a pair of fishes, that he should know romantic people, but on the contrary, a man who doesn't know what romance is. His theory is that it's true. It's Valentine's Day in the first year of marriage. It was suggested that I like flowers, purple butterflies... that day he asked me to a seafood shop by the seaside. Oh! That was high enough. Before he went to dinner, he would just sneak out of his arms a flower, purple butterflies, but when I looked at the butterflies made of cotton, I said, “I am so embarrassed to have flowers, and the flower shop has decorated bouquets, and it's not a day.” Listen to him. It makes me laugh! Until now, when I think of the butterflies, I'll make fun of them, but it's a joke. It's been so long. In a quiet life, my husband expresses love and concern by his actions. And I've learned more about life, and I'm willing to go down with a man who doesn't know how to be romantic, and grow old..