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I once wrote a story about love. I have also read many stories about love. There is the desolation of where will die and the earthshaking beauty. There is a shock of falling in love at first sight, as well as the endurance of years of care. Love, no matter in that era, has thousands of styles. But no matter what kind of love it is, it is beautiful. It is the great emotion that poets and singers have been praising for thousands of years. However, what I like most is still the love with long flowing water and staying together. She is a traditional woman in her heart. If she chooses a person, she hopes to stay with each other and help each other. The best feeling in my eyes is like this. I remember listening to friends talking about the relationship between her grandmother and grandfather. Very classic and common love story. The daughter of the rich landlord fell in love with the talented children of the poor family, but it was no surprise that the family strongly opposed them. Then, the daughter of the landlord family married the children of the poor family by breaking off the relationship with the family. After all, it was the God who lived up to her, and the children from poor families earned a sigh of relief. In the year when their first child was born, they were successful in business and their family was getting richer and richer. My friend said that the two old people were more than 60 or 70 years old, but they often went to travel with two people without saying a word, saying that they would spend two centuries. It seems that in the present era, there are always many stories of divorce, domestic violence and affair. People can’t help wondering whether the so-called love is really so fragile? What a beautiful feeling can’t match the erosion of time. But my friend said that because of her grandparents, she believed that in this world, there would always be beautiful feelings that would never be abandoned, and there would be someone who would love me and marry me, then Let happiness continue. I also believe. In this world, there will always be a beautiful man. When we meet each other, I will know that the person I am waiting for is you. Just like what Zhang Ailing once wrote, meet the person you want to meet among thousands of people. In thousands of years, in the boundless wilderness of time, there is neither one step earlier nor one step later, happened to catch up. After many years, I can call out a sentence, my dearest. I have written many women, gentle, beautiful, talented and scheming. It is a pity that I am not a beautiful woman, and I can even say that I am not even beautiful. Introverted, but changeable temper, not good at expressing yourself. There is no talent, but the temperament of being silly is getting stronger and stronger with the growth of age. So dear, I don’t know if I can give you the best self when I meet you for many years. But no matter before or after meeting you, I will try harder to make myself a better person. Maybe it will never become beautiful and moving, look forward to life, or be talented. Maybe it will be more thoughtful to deal with things, more thoughtful to think for others and more confident to be capable and mature. But more, perhaps naive, silly, is still changeable temper, need you to understand patiently. The edges and corners on my body will not be wiped away by time. However, at least I will try my best to make you not regret and make you feel the same joy as me, because I meet the suitable partner in my life. You won’t regret choosing such a woman to join hands with you for a lifetime. My dear, would you like to go through the years of life with me? When the prosperity is over, I am willing to grow old with you. There are always thousands of kinds of love in the world. Everyone has a love story belonging to everyone. Sooner or later, but always write. Every relationship needs to go through the test and the precipitation of time. To be honest, most love will gradually become a kinship after years of daily necessities. An inseparable family affection. But when people who love each other have gone through their whole lives, seen the most passionate and vigorous years of each other’s life, and seen each other gradually mature after years of polishing, in the end, when we are together and go old, we will always remember that when we were young, we were so happy and loved wantonly. Grandpa once told me: all people will grow old and all people will die. But with your grandma accompanying me, I think I will be more open to aging and death. Qi Kuo said to Zi Cheng. Hold your hands, and you are both old. It’s probably like this. Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) the snow in spring

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