Three thousand prosperous is not as good as you, and I only love you for a lifetime
Strange red dust, meet thousands of people, spoil you alone
In the vast sea of people, you are a rare person I have ever met
Meet you, fall in love with you, always think of you.
Want you to call me, want you to message me, want you to say "I love you".
In fact, I know that you, like me, love each other deeply.
I remember yesterday, just separated, you sent me a message, although the words are not much, I turned over, read over and over again, seriously analyzed, found that each word of "point horizontal and vertical skimming" is full of love.
And then there is: you always like to hold my hand, the world is north and south, to accompany you on a tour.
In fact, I also like to lean into your arms, listen to the melody of your pulse, feel your warm body temperature, and let your kisses follow.
It's not that I'm too casual to let you go, it's that I really love you.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have poured out my inner feelings and thoughts about you in the poem.
Although I rarely mention to you how much I love you, it is because I know that our love is silent and sound, and no one will live up to anyone's sincerity.
You once said that it was fate to meet me, and no matter how big the storm in the future, you will be with me and will not leave me running.
In order to be able to be together, we must cherish each other and be the guardian of our love.
In order to be able to be together, we all have to have a common obsession, that is, in this life, even if I meet thousands of people, I only love you, only spoil you, only for you.
Three thousand prosperous is not as good as you, and I only love you for a lifetime.