My dear Zhiqiu, in this life, we have gone through countless spring, summer, autumn and winter together. From the romantic streets of Europe to the quiet snowfields of the Arctic, from the fireworks at Christmas markets to the silent vows under the aurora, you will be with us every step of the way. We made a lifelong promise, welcomed our daughter, watched her grow up and have a family, and welcomed the laughter of our grandson. Time has taken away the youthful appearance, but made love more mellow. Today, under the sunset, I am still holding your hand, just like then. The pain may invade the body, and the memory may gradually become blurred, but as long as I can still recognize your eyes, I will know that I am back home. It's great to have you in this life.
