"A majestic man and a beauty who has gone through vicissitudes" is a reader of 27 love words in 100 volumes
Honey, though we are not together. I actually miss you day and night, just because I am not blessed to have you, just because I was abandoned by the heavens, just because I "miss you" became my name.
My dear, although I don't have many readers, I still want to write with affection that I love you so much, I love you so much. I still have to say that my love for you is unswerving.
My dear, you should know how helpless I am, you should know that I am a good person, a lonely old man, you know, they all call me "King of Freedom", but do you know? God says that no one can be the king of freedom, no one can be the king of freedom, so God punished me cruelly, I can only love you alone and unrequited, but I can't be with you! I can only love you until I am old.
My dear, there are rules in heaven and earth, there are heavens and earths, there is your appearance, there is my existence, I should be very proud, I can meet you, I can meet you here.
Dear reader, how reluctant do you say I am, how are you doing? Are you breathing steadily and happily? Are you happy without working hard, are you laughing every day?
Beloved, people only have a lifetime, whether you lean on a thick chest, whether you are already a sweet young woman, whether you have a lovely baby.
Beloved, are you relaxed and stress-free at work, are you full and busy, do you also sigh at the passage of time, and do you occasionally recall the past like me.
Beloved, whether you are young and rippling in your heart, whether you are unique to the tenderness and sweetness when washing incense, in the deep night, in the room, under the pajamas, whether you are staring at the snow-white beauty, and you are very drunk when you fall asleep.
Your beauty always hovers in my heart like the churning waves of the sea, and your beautiful shadows are like waves rushing down.
Misty shrouded in your beauty, you have become a romantic dream epic, I on the autumn floor, thinking of your bits and pieces, the mystery of the city of God is like your deep eyes, shining beautiful.
Dear, beloved, meet each other, hard to find, my warmth, to you, maybe you are in Xinjiang, Chengdu, Nanjing, Mongolia, Shanghai, Qingdao, Guangzhou, Beijing abroad, (one of a thousand love words). (To be continued......)