Like the bright moon and the breeze, you are a small treasure. No one can defeat you, unless you are self-indulgent. The world shouldn't be so surprised, but when you come, any friend is from strange to familiar. It is an honor to meet you. You are like a moon to me, and I am like a star to you. It's the only difference. You always shine in front of me, just like the starlight of the whole universe is shining on you. Everything has cracks. That's where the light comes in
I'm lucky to love you, and I'll come for you for the rest of my life: like is like, so I can't get so much play hard to get. I can't wait to tell you three meals a day, and I'll show you when I meet kittens licking their claws on the road. Your childhood sweetheart is not you, seed of love is not you, but only you, rice, oil and salt, and Whitehead. Some small beautiful things are happening in an orderly way. Youth often hopes that the people you meet can make you a child again. You are still welcome to visit the world.
You are the oxygen flowing in my blood. With your existence, flower of life will be so charming. Since I like you, the sky is like copper sulfate, always so blue. You are carbon tetrachloride (you are irreplaceable for me). You are π bond and I am σ bond. They all say that there is no possibility between us, but I believe there is super conjugate in the world.