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The love of your life is not a vigorous love, nor is it a promise or a vow. But when everyone abandons you, only he is silently accompanying you. Even the wild little beast at heart still has a piece of pure land for red roses in his heart. When everyone is admiring you, he is the only one holding your hand and raising the corners of his mouth, as if proudly saying, I knew it. Don't be depressed by your lover's silence and incomprehension. Time will tell you that the more ordinary companionship, the longer, purer and happier you will be. I only wish in this life that I can see your smile as soon as I look up. It is like the warm sun in winter, shining all over the city.