In the inky night, I seem to feel your affectionate gaze, which is as soft as a breeze and delicate as a clear spring, and it gently brushes my face, making me can't help but raise the arc of a smile. Our gazes intertwined, as if two stars twinkled in the night sky, illuminating each other's worlds.
In the quiet night, your thoughts quietly sprout in my heart, like spring rain silently moistening the earth. My eyebrows stretched out, as if a flower bloomed in early spring, releasing the loneliness hidden deep in my heart. This loneliness, like the tip of an iceberg warmed by the sun, melts into your affectionate gaze bit by bit.
I seem to see you at the end of the night, holding your thoughts, and that deep emotion is gently cared for like a breeze. And in this thought, I am like a flower in spring, slowly blooming. The peach blossoms bloom in my heart with brilliant colors, just like the imprint of the red, remembering our story.
They are like the blood of my fingertips that I shed for you on that warm morning, staining our memories red. At this moment, although there is a veil of night between our hearts, I can feel your warmth and deep emotion. Our hearts are so close to each other that they seem to be one and cannot be separated.
In the invisible web woven by fate, we seem to be destined to experience the entanglement of three lives and three lives. You, like the blooming peach blossoms, have shaped that beautiful and refined quality. Whether the moonlight caresses your face or not, you are always the light that never goes out in my heart. You, like the fragrance of tea gently falling from the ethereal peak, makes me fascinated.
In the depths of the night, the surroundings are covered in darkness, like a rich and colorful painting. Even in this endless night, I can still feel the softness of the city in you. You are like the bright moon in the night sky, although it is obscured by dark clouds, but the light still shines gently through the clouds.
That warmth, like a gentle drizzle, gently moistened my heart, soothed the wounds of my soul, and restored peace to my heart. You are the guardian of the night, the light in the dark night, illuminating the whole world with your light and dispelling all the gloom.
If you are present, I will light a blazing flame of lovesickness and drink a pot of a thousand years with you. At this moment, we are caught in a glue-like lingering, making the quiet time become picturesque. Can the eyes of my heart cross the depths of the night, overcome the barriers of mountains and rivers, and reunite with you again? I only hope that you can come as scheduled, clasp your fingers with me, and continue to write a romantic encounter in the years of water and wood.
If you are willing to step into my world, I will ignite a blazing flame, imprint the totem of love deeply into the heart of every petal, and lock your bright eyes tightly. When the moonlit night fell, the night was like a great piece of silk, gently covering the earth, and at the same time gently enveloping me in it.
If you want, I am willing to do everything I can to borrow a touch of moonlight from the sky, just to gaze at your graceful dance like a crane. I prayed to God to grant me a picturesque dream, so that I could appreciate the beautiful melody of life in intoxication. On this quiet moonlit night, let's weave a beautiful chapter of love and vows.