From February 8th to flower letters, I have loved you for seven years. When I was young, I was too naive, always thinking that one day you would be moved by me. When I was young, I was wanton and youthful, always thinking that my life would be very long. Love grows over time, but for more than two thousand days and nights, your love has not yet broken through. How many seven years can there be in a short life?
I believe in fate. God has already arranged for us to meet the right person at the right time.
Everyone will always meet two people in their life, one is amazing and the other is gentle.
Many times, when we first meet, we are amazed; but when we look back, we have changed things and changed the world.
In the past year, walking from left to right has never been the same. From Manchester City to Reykjavik, fate always passes us by. But at the end of the world, under the North Star sky, I'm waiting for you!
Lucky people meet the right person, their childhood sweetheart, at a very early age. And I, wandering around in the world, passing by in a hurry, finally waited for the person who stopped for me.