Baby, kiss your sweet soft lips.

My love for you is extreme persistence and crazy selfishness, I yearn for classics and am stubborn.

I just want to hold your little hand and walk through this life warmly.

Baby, kiss your lovely earlobes.

I sometimes exclude anyone in your space and don't want others to share your tenderness.

Or even the crystallization of our future treasures, I'm afraid, I may not be able to stand it.

Baby, kiss your rosy cheeks.

I will never forget that it was you who gave me love and the rebirth of life with a broad mind.

I will never forget that it was you who bought me a new life with your own blood.

It was you, when I fell into a low point, that made me a brave and confident man again;

It was you, when I wandered the world, silently endured loneliness and prayed for me;

It was you, when I was meditating, holding me a cup of fragrant tea;

It's you, listening to my endless noise when I'm troubled and confused.

My darling, how could I forget,

It was you who gave me the tenderness of my wife, the warmth of my confidant, and the caress of motherhood.

I just want to be with you now, even if it's silently,

Jointly experience the connotation of true love that is most affectionate, quiet, and pure.

In the bright moon bath, under the comfort of the breeze, in the soft notes.

A cup of tea, a book of threads, a Ming Ji, and an ancient sword, like a bird's wife, constitute a beautiful picture.

And the two of us are the eternal masters of time and space,

Forever Forever Forever.

Until we were juxtaposed under a pinch of loess,

Still holding hands, facing each other, and having the same heart!

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