I think you are like a wisp of smoke.

I miss the breeze all the year round, spring, summer, autumn and winter. If your curtains flutter gently, it's me calling you gently!

My thoughts are like a bright moon, filled with deep affection like water. Wherever you go, this bright moon will follow you.

The night is deep, and the missing heart lingers in the air. No matter how far away we are, we can at least enjoy the same starlight! I will continue to miss you! ?

The west wind picks up the red, combs the curtains, and Qingshan is still poetic and picturesque. Nan Guiyan, who is watching? Bitter and hasty, lonely and astringent in autumn. ?

Flowers are full of flowers, incense is full of sleeves, and happiness is faint. I just want to know if you miss me as much as I miss you.