If you live or die, I will never leave you.

I would like to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground.

The agreement between life and death is broad, as told by Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old together.

The green plum has withered and the bamboo horse has grown old, do you still love me;

Oaths have been broken, and the alliance has collapsed, do you still wait for me.

The most romantic thing in the world is to grow old with you.

I once held hands as soft as boneless, walked together in the vast world of mortals, waded through the undercurrent of the years together, blocked the wind and sand of the years together, watched the flowers blossom and fade together, and watched the clouds roll and relax together. . How much warmth is transmitted to each other through the palms of the hands. Now that I am getting older, will you still be linked with me and walk hand in hand all the way?

I am getting older. In the changing seasons, my face, my feelings, and my body are getting older day by day. So my dear, will you still stay by my side and watch the sunset with me, melting gold? Let our pale hair and our increasingly stooped and interdependent bodies freeze into a quiet and warm picture in the wind.

As I grow old, will you stay with me and love me as always?

I think about you day and night, holding hands with you year after year.

It took many twists and turns, but luckily it was you in the end.

I wish to have the person of my heart and stay together forever.

A person is always looking up and enviing the happiness of others, but finds that he is being looked up to and envied by others. The mountain of happiness has no top or head. Don't stand by and envy others' happiness. In fact, happiness is always by your side. Sentences about growing old together. As long as you still have life and hands that can create miracles, you have no reason to be a passer-by or a bystander, let alone complain about life.

I want to know you. I have a long life that will never fade away. There are no hills in the mountains. Thunders in winter and rain and snow in summer. Heaven and earth are united. I dare to be with you!

I don’t have colorful phoenixes to fly together. Wing, there is a clear understanding.

How can I die if I have achieved success? I would like to be a mandarin duck and not envy the immortals.