What are the touching late-night love stories?

I just kissed the wind, and it will blow in your face. I used to like the stars in the sky, but now I like watching the moon, all the quiet nights, a silent hug and more of you. I hope tonight's dream is sweet, quiet and comfortable, and then I dream of you, you are very sweet. With gentle melody, looking for traces of roses, when you are by my side, you are everything; When you are not with me, everything is you. I smell you, like mint julep. Obviously I should be awake, but I just smell a little drunk.

I always forget to tell you how lucky I am to see you. I want to hold your hand for a day and pour wine for the guests. I saved your photos, I want to listen to your favorite songs, and I try to be interested in what you are interested in. In fact, I like you far more than the surface. Pieces of dust spread in tears of joy. If you are good at dancing with long sleeves, you can sweep away the dust and reunite the joys and thoughts of the past. If this is a dream, I can't wake up, because there is you in the dream, the love in the dream! ?

The most beautiful thing is not the rainy day, but the moment when I escape from the eaves with you. It's good to have you around. Thinking of you in the sky, somewhere in the world, I feel that the whole world has become gentle and stable. Looking for you in the crowd is like holding all the sand in the sea and anxiously looking for your trace. If I don't want to, I hope to have another life. Like you, how can you give up easily, unless time goes by, I will die. There is a moldy dream hidden in the pillow, and people who can't have it.

I wish you happiness, and there is a hidden sentence: I still love you. Others say that people's thoughts are the easiest to spread in the middle of the night. I didn't think so before, but after meeting you, I deeply understood that the night is really long. The sea breeze is fragrant, the shore is on your shoulder, seagulls are like eyebrow lines, eyes are like deep sea ... silence is like moonlight, staring at the sun, and you are in my heart, crossing the light day and night. Not the bright moon, not the warm light of the ancient city, I just miss you. Miss your night, the stones are in full bloom, and the stars learn to speak.