Love is like flowing water,
flowing gently,
When people don't realize it,
But it has already occupied the softest place in the soul.
If you love each other, please let me hold your hand,
Please let me take you boating on the autumn water and pick out the red leaves from your hair.
If it's just my wishful thinking,
I will open the folding fan and lean on the railing,
behind you,
In a place you have not and will not look at,
silently
Watch your happiness.
Because,
I am willing,
Addicted to the beauty of your eyes
Between the beautiful smiles. . .
And please, never remember that there was someone who gently held you in his arms when your tears were falling like broken jade beads. . .
Some people say that only love with a perfect ending can be considered a fairy tale. I just shook my head, closed my eyes lightly, and opened my lips lightly. Love is like a fairy tale, but perfect love is a fairy tale for children. The final ending must be that the princess and the prince live happily together in the castle, but our love is destined to be a fairy tale for adults. . .