What is happiness? I am with you and will never be separated. Together with you, we laugh at the situation, spend our lives together, raise several children, live and work actively, bump into each other, quarrel, and sometimes kiss each other, love each other, grow old together, no matter the world is changing, the time is changing, but the heart remains unchanged and the love remains unwavering until the end called "the tomb".
This is written by a man to a woman.
There is no reason not to be moved. There is no reason not to shed tears. Why is the passionate love not as good as a warm hug next to you? What I want is you in front of me? Or insist on waiting for him? What exactly is the happiness I want?