"The most romantic thing I can think of is to slowly grow old with you, collect little smiles along the way, and leave it until later in a wheelchair to talk slowly;
The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you until we are too old to go anywhere, and you still regard me as a treasure in the palm of your hand."
As described in the lyrics, romance is actually really simple, not deliberate, not pretentious, not pretentious, just a lifetime of companionship, slowly aging, bit by bit all the way to collect.
Hand in hand, bathe in the sun, taste together, build dreams together, watch the clouds cirrus, flowers blossom and fall.
In the wind and rain, they support each other, rely on each other, and keep a period of time intertwined with cold and warmth.
Holding the hand of the son, walking through the prosperity, washing away the lead, and entering the hearts that care about each other.
In the wind and rain, they support each other, and together they keep a period of cold and warm intertwined time and slowly grow old.
Time flies, it gradually dyes the green silk into white hair, but the people who love each other stay together, but they feel that time and shade are beautiful, because people who have truly loved can deeply appreciate the sweetness and happiness of love and being loved.
As the years go by, the years change, we will all grow old slowly, cherish the person who accompanies you to grow old slowly, and let each other's companionship become the most romantic thing.