Love is like a string of dreams.

It is all empty when awaken.

Perhaps I was born to be that much sentimental.

Thus, I am teased by love.

The dream we are chasing after is vanished as time pass by.

We comprehend that love is out of our control completely,

only when we awaken.

I longed for flying high up to the sky,

and I was so much impulsive at the beginning.

If I still think of you someday,

you should believe that I was deeply in love with you once.

Love is like a string of dreams.

It is growing in the fantasy.

If we do not see eye to eye,

our love will be all in vain in our entire life, then !!!

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It takes hundred of years sitting together in the same boat.

It takes thousand of years sharing the same bed with.

It calls: The predestined affinity.