[09-07] 送zhiqin和苦瓜的一封信！希望能看的到大家帮忙顶起！
From see you one eye, I shit love you. Your eyes close,I die;your eyes open,I come back to live，May be you do not remember me,no matter.When you carefully look at me,you will one see clock.
Just for one reason, I love you so much.
Nothing is impossible to a willing mind, love included.
Therefore, day after day, I wonder why, I wonder how, I wonder where you are.
Time to go, I want to tell you how much I feel, and how much I love you.
When I think of you, the miles between us disappear.
Seeing you will cause me an indescribable thrill, even at the sight of your handwriting will make me tremble.
And the wonderful times we shared together shall always remain in my heart.
You are my little angel. Just having you close fills me with love and hope; nothing is impossible by your side.
It is only when I nearly lose you that I become fully conscious of how much I value you. Accordingly, I would say, “I love you” for millions and billions of times, and times and times again.
Everything comes and goes, but love stays. When you need someone, remember that I’d be there.
If I were in heaven, I’d write your name on every star for all to see just how much you mean to me.
No matter how long the road may be in the future, please cherish every moment we shared together.
No matter how many years will pass away, please treasure our love till the last day.
Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.
You know my heart; you know that all there is desire, thought, boding and longing; you live among spirits and they give you divine wisdom. You must nourish me; you give all that in advance, which I do not understand to ask for. My mind has a small embrace, my love a large one; you must bring them to a balance. Love cannot be quiet till the mind matches its growth; you are matched to my love; you are friendly, kind, and indulgent; let me know when my heart is off the balance. I understand your silent signs
A look from your eyes into mine, a kiss from you upon my lips, instructs me in all, what might seem delighted to learn, - to one who, like me, had experience from those. I am far from you; mine are become strange to me. I must ever return in thought to that hour when you hold me in the soft fold of your arm. Then I begin to weep, but the tears dry again unawares. Yes, he reaches with his love (thus I think) over to me in this concealed stillness; and should not I, with my eternal undisturbed loving, reach to him in the distance? Ah, conceive what my heart has to say to you; it overflows with soft sighs all whisper to you. Be my only happiness on earth your friendly will to me. O, dear friend, give me but a sign that you are conscious of me.
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