A glimpse of "Ten Thousand Years of Romantic Love"

A romantic and literary confession-words can convey emotions.

Big sleep, all worthy of praise. I hug you in rumors. I don't want to use any means for you. I pieced together sincerity with my broken heart.

Not just some ambitions. I have planned my life. From the moment I met you, I won't give up.

There are many things to do at hand, but I only miss you.

Big sleep is worthy of praise. I will hug you through rumors.

Honey, I can give you my life, too.

You may delay, but time will not. I am waiting for you.

In this city of desire, you are my last belief.

I don't want to use any means to you, but I am sincere with my broken heart.

Secular mediocrity made me stop fighting, so I raised my right hand and surrendered, and my left hand secretly grabbed your shoulder.

Roses and sunset clouds depict romance, and you are my hidden love.

The wind travels around the world a hundred times, so it is better to look at your heart in an instant.

As long as you say so, I belong to you.

Everything is ready, I only owe you.

In spring, only you look good.

I even wasted my time recklessly, but I long for a long life because I love you.

Sometimes I really want to escape, but if you hug me, I will think of your hug the next time I want to escape.

I want to waste time with you until the sky is full of stars and the dark clouds in your eyes are blown out of the window.

No matter what you do, I love you, even if I don't understand you, I accept you.

I want to share a room with you, cook porridge in the morning and have tea in the afternoon. If I come back from outside at night, I will buy you a bunch of flowers.

You are in my broken dreams, in my long-neglected heart.

I'm walking on thin ice because I like you so much. I almost forgot that I am 17 years old, and the whole world is mine at this age.

Looking forward to your next round of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

For your four seasons, I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

Your name is the shortest love poem I have ever seen.

Love will never end.

Maybe I'm thinking of you when you look at the moon.

Steal summer from the cone and love from your eyes.

You are as exciting as a star.

I look at the moon, but I only see you.

You are gentle, you are eccentric, and you are comfortable.

Your face is hidden in all warm sentences.

There is love in my eyes and you are by my side.

The love I want to give you is spoil, preference and first choice.

If you like, I will exist forever.

The best gift is "meeting you".

On sleepless nights, those sheep grow into you.

The wind stops in autumn water, and I stop in you.

When I came to see you. The winds from all the fields came to meet me.

You are more travel-stained than all distant tenderness to me.

With you, there is no one else.

You are a part of my destiny.

You are the fireworks I found around the mountains and rivers.

The only effective way to comfort is that you are by my side.

I like you best, the scenery where everything has changed.

Lush trees, you are my heart's desire.

This may sound like nonsense, but I miss you very much.

Then together, Twilight and the Four Seasons.

520 to send watermelons, you are in the west, and you are the leader!

I wanted to fight for the world, but later I cancelled my original plan because of love.

2022 is terrible, but unforgettable, because I met you.

A person who moved me more than milk tea appeared.

Don't get me wrong, ordinary couples are not friends.

Officially appointed sole partner.

Walking alone can be fast, but it seems more interesting to walk together.

You in the four seasons are better than countless in the world.

The mountain is high and the road is far. Someone came to see me.

Meeting you is the most brilliant flower and the most beautiful accident.

Set all tenderness and cuteness to be visible only to yourself.

The meeting is being signed.

"Another meaning is to say I like you on a special day."

Like is not a romantic thing, like you is.

I want to go to a bookstore called Civil Affairs Bureau with you and buy two little red books.

I think you must be very busy, just look at the first three words.

I like you like a flood, wave after wave.

I think I can naturally hold your hand when everyone is crowded.

"I like you" is too slight, "I love you" is too heavy, and "I want to work with you" is just right.

Not every story has a happy ending. But I am still alone, drawing a circle around you-a circle that has something to do with you but never intersects.

There are 10,000 kinds of love in Qian Qian, some are mighty and some have a long history. Some love can only rise and fall alone.

Just like that morning a long time ago, no one knew that it was shuttling among the flowers.

The coming wind. Is to blow her to him

Like a person's heart will never be satisfied, just like a little beast that will never be fed. The longer it grows, the greater its ambition will be.

I don't want to miss you or love

I want a serious relationship, starting with you and not ending.

I can see you and sunshine when I wake up every morning. This is the future I want.

Time has lit up your eyes and kept you alive in my heart. We have enough time.

You are my well-known egoist.

The best thing I can do for you is to let you know that although the world is not very good, you are loved by me.

Live a good life and love you slowly. Just you, neither too early nor too late.

Your name is the most beautiful love poem I have ever seen.

I am not a gentle person, but everything I do for you is gentle.

People are like rainbows, you don't know until you meet them.

The meeting is being signed. Thank you for coming to my side.

Want to hold your hand, from the heart, to the ancient, to the end.

From then on, someone asked me if the porridge was hot, and I had company at dusk.

Mr. Wang is my unshakable dream for the rest of my life.

You come to me firmly, and I will respond to you warmly.

I will always be biased towards you, just like sunflowers always face the sun.

My love is not handing out leaflets. I mean, my love is only for you.

I want to accompany you to feel a sense of belonging and security from freshness.

I still like you very much, like sunny summer, leaving no room.

I wrote my love in the wind, and the whole world is you from now on.

Because it is you, I am willing to go anywhere, and my heart is only for you.

I'm not too good or too bad, just try.

I want to write poetry, rain, lovesickness at night and you, but I can't.

That's very kind of you. I really love you, but I'm not a poet. I can't say anything more touching.

Have a nice day. I will wish you a happy tomorrow.

I am nothing, no brain, no money and no future. But I like someone, and I want to give her the best ending.

I brought a bag full of snacks, everyone can eat it, only you can finish it.

Autumn is really great, neither cold nor hot, neither anxious nor dry, neither sticky nor greasy, eating sugar-fried chestnuts and baked sweet potatoes, holding hot milk tea and freshly baked egg tarts, and rushing to the person you like, which is really sweet. Let's talk about love.

Salute with your right hand and hug you with your left.

For you, it's all mine, and I won't give in anywhere.

I have cherished tenderness and romance for many years and want to give it to you as soon as possible.

I'm a little angry now. Give me a minute, I'll wait, and then I'll coax you.