Author: Xin Yue Lan Yan
When you fall in love with someone, you know the bitterness of longing. My happiness and joy are all tied to you, my joys and sorrows are all with you, and everything I want to share with you.
I miss silently, I can't help myself, after the vicissitudes of the years, the red dust is disturbed, I still love you. You are my most beautiful watch, and your eternal concern.
Your every move is inseparable, it is so unforgettable, as long as I think of you in my life, I feel that the world is worth it.
The care for you, the care for you, all come from the love for you, involuntarily. I can't control my feelings of missing you, I worry about you every day, and I always haunt you.
You in your heart, do you know that all my love is you, and your smile touches my heartstrings.
People have feelings, and from the day they met you, they were always in love. I can't help but miss you, even if you're not by my side, I can't stop the thoughts that cross thousands of mountains and rivers.
The passing years portray your appearance, and time engraves those times with you. There is a kind of concern called taking care of yourself, this world has a lifetime of attachment, and there is also a lifetime of longing.
When I miss you, I want to look at you, even if it's a photo, it feels very warm. It's late at night, I'm missing you again, I can't help myself, I think you've become my habit, if you don't come, you're not old.
Raising your eyes is a world full of charms, but closing your eyes is the past year after year. I can't let go of you and think about you, sometimes I feel very happy, but most of the time, my heart aches.
The years are flying, only you make me miss and make me worry. Love you, but you can't be together forever, missing too much becomes endless sadness, loving someone is so tired, thinking about someone is so bitter, only those who have experienced it understand.
Bear the loneliness, but can't stop thinking, fortunately the thoughts are silent, I'm afraid you will toss and turn.
Every moment the wind rises, your mind is what you look like, your thoughts are silent, you can't help it, and you exist in your heart.
Meeting love was originally a lucky thing, because it was you, I couldn't help but be moved, and I couldn't help but look forward to growing old with you in the future.
Looking at the moon on the horizon, the thoughts are lingering, spreading in my heart, and the love words in the world are difficult to understand!