Boys are very cute when they fall in love. They want to get lifelong love from their girlfriends, especially before going to bed. They prefer their girlfriends to say some sweet words to them.
I like you, so you don’t need to be some clever kid to get a big red flower. Even if you’re a stingy kid, I still dislike you the most. I’ve given you all the candy in my bag.
My dear, my love for you is always greater than yesterday and a little less than tomorrow. I love you a little more every day, no matter how far the kite flies, the string will always be held in the hand of the one who released it. Wherever I am with you, my heart will always be with you doubly.
I long to hold you tightly, so you can feel my breathing quickened by love; I long to hold you tightly, so you can feel my breathing quickened by love firsthand.
For many years after I’ve grasped you with my hands, I’ve grasped your reputation with my ears, your shadow with my lips, every bit of you with my eyes, and carefully grasped everything about you. Love you, sweet dreams!
The most romantic thing is that after enduring the trials and tribulations of life, we can still hold a sunset hand in hand. Through hardships, we can grow old together, side by side. I wish I’d let my emotions get the better of me!
I’ve crossed the heavens and earth, never panicking. It’s only when you return across the green hills that I’m thrown into a state of panic, my heart racing.
I never listen to warm words, but to me, every word you feel is warm. Some roads are long, and the journey can be exhausting. But remaining silent will lead to regret. From now on, there’s no separation, only death.
Your grace period has long expired. No more indecision! From now on, there’s only understanding, not tyranny; only love, not hate; only laughter, not tears.
In fact, I still have feelings for you. I love you so much. So, could you please bow your head, come home and talk to me? I’ll hug you tightly, and tell me in your hoarse voice, “Let’s get along well.”
Here in the quiet of midnight, I let my longing gradually pour into the heart of the flower, revealing a touch of tenderness. Intoxicated by the delightful moonlight, I wish to keep you warm all the way to a blissful dream. Good night, sweet dreams, my dear.
I write your name on the palm of my hand. When I open it, it’s longing; when I hold it, it’s happiness. I simply want to hold your hand like this, letting you live in the tenderness of this world.