In a family marriage, two strangers go from respecting each other like guests to becoming spiritually dependent on each other - just like the sky gradually clearing up after the spring rain.
Intention: In the world, most people write about vigorous and vigorous things, but I prefer to write about gentle and long-lasting water.
It's not a perfect match, it's not love at first sight, it's just two people who were strangers, slowly coming to see each other in their eyes and in their hearts over a day and a night.
The best love is never about who amazes whom, but when you return home on a snowy night, someone is waiting for you; on ordinary days, the person you want to spend time with happens to be him.
