Our childhood dreams are all about holding someone's hand and growing old together. We all hope that our seventeen-year-old crush will be our seventy-year-old favorite.
We met that summer, but ended up in a sea of people.
Sometimes, liking may not be suitable, and being suitable may not be liking. I don't want to kidnap anyone in the name of love. All I want is "you are willing", "I am worthy" and "just be together year after year."
Maybe we don't like each other that much, it's just that at that point in time, we met each other for the sake of freshness.
However, none of us thought that love would grow deeper and deeper without knowing where it started.
I only hope that for the rest of my life, the wind and snow will be you, the plainness will be you, the poverty will be you, the glory will be you, the gentleness in my heart will be you, and you will be everywhere I look.
I am very lucky to meet you in the sea of people and know and love each other.
May we all find our one-in-a-billion favorite among the sea of millions of people
Of course, if your seventy-year-old favorite and your seventeen-year-old favorite are the same person, then I think they must have earned the blessing of eight lifetimes of cultivation.
The right people will eventually meet again.
Intention: Flowers always bloom, people are always there, stay with each other throughout life, and never let each other down