Bit by bit, the breeze and drizzle,
Heal my wound.
As gentle as a mother,
Like an ethereal song,
A few words are meaningful.
A brilliant joke,
Away from loneliness, give me joy,
You gave me a happy time.
Warmer than the sun,
Longer than a river,
Every time I think about it, I feel that I am by your side.
Beautiful smile,
Qin my heart, a hundred flowers blossom,
Celebrate the glory of success for me.
Like the morning bell,
Like a half-moon willow,
Plain and warm, full of hope.
I never said thank you,
Because, you know,
My heart is full of blessings for you.
You never ask me for anything in return,
But I understand,
You are most eager to see my happy smile.
I think you are the wind,
By my side, it's always lingering,
But you can bring me warmth, but the wind cannot.
Sometimes you are like rain,
Sneak into the night with the wind, nourish my heart,
However, you will fascinate me, but the rain will not.
When I'm lonely,
When I am happy,
When I am lost, confused, sad and painful,
I thought of you, just like this time.
Is it possible for people to have bosom friends?
It is enough to have a bosom friend.
I am very happy to have a bosom friend.
Have you ever heard of it?
-My gentle uncle!
Very tired. . . It seems that I am still good at writing ancient prose.