Beautiful love story
Quietly, without a sound, as if waiting and listening to the serene beauty within the story. Not moving at all, as if enjoying the happiness, listening to the trembling breaths and the beating heart. It’s like capturing the fragrance of flowers, floating around the love.
Wholeheartedly invested, the beautiful tenderness, as if being involuntarily revealed by love. The rose fragrance captures the dream of love, drifting rhythmically and enticingly. It’s like the beauty intertwined with longing, floating in the flute’s melody and yearning towards the distant sound of the piano.
Such a beautiful legend, filled with the sweetness of happiness, a feeling that is both new and unprecedented. This feeling is wonderful and truly beautiful.
The sound of the heart seems to fly in dreams, passing through the rafters of dreams and the ribbons of longing, flying in a captivating dream.
A beautiful tale, a moving legend, like flying with the hem of love’s garment. You are like a fairy descending to the mortal world, bringing your beauty to my side, offering it. I feel as if I’ve never seen such a beautiful sight, your delicate beauty leaves me stunned and my heart pounding. You are truly beautiful, like a blooming rose, like flowers in full bloom, giving an image of untainted beauty. Your dress flutters, as if flying in my dream, so beautifully legendary, so gracefully set.
The fragrance of orchids and mint, whose scent is more intoxicating? I seem to be savoring it slowly, like tasting a cluster of love’s floral fragrance, or like savoring the lingering aroma of tea. It feels as if I am in a dream, being lifted by the delicate fragrance, so beautifully lingering in the dream, echoing and deeply moving.
It’s a feeling I’ve never had before, the first time I’ve ever encountered it. It’s as if your thoughts have captured my soul, I feel guided by you, wandering in the misty haze. It’s as if you’ve bound my love, I cannot escape your tether, my entire being’s beauty seems to be guided by you, breathing and beating in rhythm. Your beauty is my only one, planted so deeply in my heart.
Perhaps beauty is born in an instant, perhaps it forms at that moment. There is nothing superficial, only love pouring out hysterically. It’s like writing a beautiful love story at this moment, I am just a supporting role in the story, and the protagonist of love is you. Only your beauty can give me the dream of returning to spring.
Your love is undeniably pure and beautiful, worth guarding for a lifetime. I wish to hold your dreams, passing through the beautiful summer of longing, and walking hand in hand with you through the golden autumn, the silver-white winter, and the spring-like beauty of all seasons.
Everything seems to proceed step by step, as if I am capturing your beautiful dream, a reality where dreams come true, beyond doubt. Because I love you the most, with a love so inseparable, a love so intoxicating, and a love so numbing.
Truly, so much love, so much love. Loving someone feels so good, like holding you in beautiful longing, sleeping with the lovely dreams of longing, unwilling to wake even for a lifetime.
Stories always come to an end, but love will be remembered for a lifetime. Like your faint fragrance, passing through my castle of longing, drifting in my castle of love.
That kind of beauty, no one can forget, thinking about it for a lifetime.
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
