Love is a kind of fate, a kind of persistence, and a kind of perseverance. Love is about mutual support and never leaving. Love is the rainbow after the storm, and the hand in hand on the rough road. They have gone from a thousand-year gaze to the love of interlocking fingers; they have turned their vows into a habit; in this life, they have washed away the prosperity of the years and bloomed in the sea of flowers.
Conception: