Whenever I think of you, my world is full of color, and everything becomes your image.
Early in the morning, when the first rays of sunlight shine through the window, I will think of your smiling face, warm and bright.
The sunlight casts dappled shadows on the wall, as if you were winking at me.
I gently stretched out my hand and tried to touch that ray of light, as if I had touched your tenderness.
Every ray of morning light is your greeting to me, and every breeze is your whisper to me.
Walking on the bustling streets, the traffic is busy, and people come and go, but I just want to share this world with you.
The sound of street corner vendors and children's laughter all seem to be related to you.
The afternoon trail, the fallen leaves are scattered, and each leaf is like your gentle palm, gently brushing my heart.
I picked up a slice and rubbed it carefully, as if I could feel your temperature.
The sunlight shining through the treetops is like your eyes, affectionate and focused.
I closed my eyes and let the sun soak up my body, and at that moment, I felt as if I felt your embrace.
In the evening, I strolled along the lake, watching the sunset reflect on the lake, the golden light shimmering with gentle ripples.
I sat down softly and gazed at the lake, as if I could see your reflection. The water rippled, and my heart rose and fell with it.
I think of the movies we watched together, the roads we walked together, and the bits and pieces we shared together. Those images are vivid in my mind, as if they were yesterday.
At night, I look up at the starry sky, dotted with stars, as if my thoughts of you spread throughout the universe.
I count the stars like I count the love for you, one after the other, endlessly.
The moon in the night sky is my deep expectation for you, it illuminates my night and my dreams.
I met you in a dream, and we walked hand in hand, above the Milky Way, under the stars.
When I think of you, everything is you. I'm here, you're there, but it's close. My thoughts travel through time and space to reach the bottom of your heart.
I know that you are thinking of me too, because our souls are connected and our love is connected.
This longing is like the beginning of spring, the beginning of spring, the beginning of spring, and the spring breeze for ten miles, which is not as good as you. It is the song of my heart, the melody of my soul.
I can feel your presence and hear your voice in every moment.
This emotion, like a beautiful poem, tells my infinite reverie about you. I look forward to that day and look forward to seeing you again.
Until then, I will keep this thought in my heart.
When I think of you, everything is you. May you hear, may you feel.
I love you like a flower loves the sun, and a bird loves the sky. You are the most beautiful existence in my life and the most precious memory in my heart.