It's not an accident to like you.
When you were a teenager, you met such an awkward age. Everyone only met a person once in a teenager's irrational immature age. I don't know whether it was right or wrong. Whether we can come to the end is uncertain. In this impetuous stage, we just hope to try to love you a little more. How much I like you, maybe not deep enough, maybe I want to spend a long and short life with you.
I want love, one you, heart, one heart, a lifetime. That's all. There's nothing else. Before meeting you, I didn't think of liking from youth to old age, from encountering the rest of my life, just want to connect with your fingers, and never separate from you again. The best meeting in life is in the right time, the right place, just meet you, from now on, we hold hands with our children and grow old together, through a long life. I don't need you to be a hero of the world, nor do I want you to have unparalleled kungfu, not to mention your footsteps in the colorful clouds, I just want you to be a great saint of my own day.
Real love is fearless of the passage of time, from silk to white head, you and I are still the best companions in each other's hearts, affection can not accompany, love need not say much.