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"Sweet Illustration"
>>> about love
>>> about the love of two gray-haired old men
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A set of distinctive sweet illustrations hot ins,
Truly explain what is love,
Not to the death,
Nor is it vigorous,
But in the most gentle of daily life,
Always have you.
To love, you must love until you are 80 years old,
When we are in love,
We love the sky, the leaves, the pedestrians on the road,
And the snowflakes that fall all around us.
For you,
I thought about giving up the whole world,
But I don't want to love the whole world,
Because you are my whole world.
I used to think,
What will it look like when we are old?
Now I know,
You play the ukulele,
I still wear flowers on my head to dance with you.
I still remember when I was young,
We drank beer together,
You always express your love to me through drunkenness,
Every now and then, my cheeks flush,
Shy and happy.
Beer is really good stuff,
It's going to be a lifetime.
When my hair is gray and my face is wrinkled,
The skin is not shiny,
We look at each other's eyes,
But it never changed.
It turns out that this wine,
I actually drank it for a lifetime.
Eat breakfast together, love to enjoy food together,
Feel simple joy together.
We've been along the way,
Keep making yourself a better person,
It is to meet you who are happy.
When you wake up on a lazy Sunday morning,
Find out you're not with me,
It turned out to be helping me make breakfast.
The coffee you make by hand,
It's a hundred times better than outside.
Occasionally when you have a drink together,
There will also be little palpitations,
That's all the taste of love.
Favorite thing,
It's holding hands with you to buy groceries,
We talk about little things,
Prepare for today's three meals,
You can feel happiness.
Life is as simple as that,
Every day was sweet.
We are in front of each other,
Can be childish like a child,
Eat when you want, play when you love,
Be yourself comfortably.
You help me curl my hair,
Rolled up until the age of 80.
Actually, I didn't tell you.
From the time of your first volume,
I made up my mind that this life would be you.
Except for you,
Who would want to spend time learning curls for me,
Willing to spoil me so much?
You always like to quietly prepare surprises for me,
A bouquet of flowers, a kiss,
It was as if we had just been together.
Then take a bite of your ice cream,
Find the taste sweeter than mine,
The same is true now.
You'll spend every holiday with me,
Accompany me crazy with my skin.
My life was originally plain,
Since having you,
Every day is like fireworks,
Exciting.
Meadows, poolside, sandy beaches,
In these places filled with our memories,
We quietly enjoy our leisure time,
The heart is warm.
Morning tea time,
You look at me and laugh,
I look at you who are laughing.
We sat on the benches and took a nap.
The rhythm is consistent, as if in the same dream.
Occasional Cold War skirmishes,
But five minutes,
You'll come and coax me and hug me.
The most beautiful love,
It's one second arguing, the next second hugging,
One second the heartbeat, the next second there is you.
When we are old,
No longer young, no longer in stature,
We're going to be a cool old man and lady.
Watch movies together, eat popcorn,
As before, beautiful.
Or, I'll sit in the back seat of your bike,
Just like when the green onion was young,
I'm still that sunny little girl,
And you have me in your eyes, only me.
If you say anything you do in your twenties,
Eighty years old still laughs in retrospect,
Eighty percent of this thing is in love with you.
Moving is the most beautiful thing in this world.
What is true love?
You like her, she likes you,
This person, can't run yet,
Until old.
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