It is written in "The Art of War":
The relationship between life and death is extensive, Zicheng said: Let's hold hands and grow old together.
My dear, my biggest dream in this life is to live and die with you in this ordinary year of fireworks, dream of love, talk to you, hold your hand, grow old together, you know what, you should continue to write?
You are the most beautiful encounter in my world, and the warmest support in my soul. From the moment I met you, my heart was poured into you. It is you who have experienced every wind and rain since then, and it is you who have walked through thousands of rivers and mountains.
My heart beats for you, and my love for you runs deep. I can't be by your side in fate, but my love, no matter where you are in this world, my heart will always be with you and I will never give up. Poor and humble.
I'm always thinking about you when you're not around. When I walk, I see you in the landscapes I see. When I sit quietly, you are ...... in the picture that I paint in my head
Actually, I'm scared of this. This incurable lovesickness, I obviously miss you very much, miss you very much, and want to contact you, but I don't know how to appear in your world. Just do it and miss you silently in your heart.
I really want to see you, I want to see you, it's painful not to see you, but I'm willing to do it. I don't regret it because it's so nice to know you!
I prayed silently in my heart. I hope that in our lifetime, we will be able to cross the mountains and rivers, walk out of the world, and embrace each other again in the sea of people. Let's hold hands and grow old together......
Remember, whether you come or not, my love will always be there.
I miss you, my someone, my baby!