The footsteps of spring are quietly coming, the breeze gently brushes the face like the poet's brushstrokes, and the drizzle dances in the air like a plucked string. Butterflies dance as if dancers are spinning lightly on the stage. The air is filled with a faint fragrance, as if it were a gift from nature.
In this beautiful spring picture, I seem to hear the ode to nature, the delicate and graceful chant, like the sound of heaven. Singing and laughter echoed on the earth, and I looked forward to having you by my side and holding hands with me on this picturesque spring day.
Imagine walking with you through a sea of flowers, watching butterflies weaving between flowers, and listening to birds singing in the branches. The sun shines on the body, warm and comfortable, as if it is the romance that nature has prepared for us. At such a moment, all worries and worries vanish, and only the joy and pleasure between you and me remain.
At that time, I was intoxicated by the beautiful scenery of spring, and my heart was full of the warmth you gave. If you are on your side, then this spring day will be even better, and we will weave a beautiful memory together, which will become the most splendid chapter of each other's lives.
I am not a woman as tender as water, nor do I have a delicate face as picturesque, nor do I have deep feelings as poetry. All I have is simple, pure and unpretentious. It's like the dew in the morning, clear and transparent, without a trace of impurities.
The words I write, jumping on the stage of the keyboard, cheerful and free. They gently tell warm stories in the diary, like a whispering lullaby, gently brushing the heart. On the other end of the ** line, I confide in you my feelings, and your busy figure comes to mind in my mind. I sat quietly in front of the computer, waiting for your response, while writing down my thoughts.
I use the simplest language to describe my feelings of missing you, like a drizzle of rain moistening my heart. I know that when you read these words, your heart is full of tenderness and sweetness. And your heart, like mine, is full of warmth and love. Although we are thousands of miles apart, our hearts are tightly connected.
So, I want to say to you, during those years when I was deep in the cold, could you hug me tightly in your warm arms, and hide me in your intimate pocket like a rare treasure? Let me borrow your body temperature to ward off the bitter cold, and let me spend this long winter in your arms.
I used to think that my attachment to you was only because I was afraid of the cold, like a little bird looking for a warm nest. However, when the warm spring sun sprinkled the earth and dispelled the cold of winter, I realized that I had fallen deeply into your arms.
I have long been intoxicated with your tender feelings, like a fish swimming freely in water. Your style, simple yet elegant. Your mind is as open as a mountain, like an endless grassland, which makes me feel endless freedom and comfort. In your arms, I seem to have found my own piece of peaceful paradise.
Your eyes are affectionate, like bright stars twinkling under the curtain of the night, which makes my heart ripple. Your meticulous care and care are like a warm spring breeze gently brushing my cheeks, bringing me endless warmth. Every word of your advice and whispers is like a moving melody. My heart has been completely captured by you, and I long to be in your world forever guarded by you.