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When the city lights are dim, there are always eyes silently waiting at tired intersections, like a spring breeze blowing my heart. The world hustle and bustle worry, also have hands embrace me, such as star light universe. You are the deepest tenderness in your heart, waiting in the hidden years, melting sorrow, giving your heart a port, and wishing to stay with you for the rest of your life. In the early morning, the fragrance of soy milk fills the kitchen as you sprinkle chopped green onions into my bowl. The sunlight falls on your shoulders, shimmering with the old memories. I once chased distant waves, but later I understood that what touches the heart is the warmth of hot tea, and what lasts is walking side by side through the days and nights. In the simplicity of life, a romantic tree has quietly grown. When the lights of the city are gradually dim, when tired footsteps stop at the intersection, there are always two eyes waiting silently, like the spring wind gently brushing my heart, when the noise of the world makes people worry, when the chaotic thoughts have no place to rest, there are always hands illuminating the universe gently embracing me, like the night, you are the deepest tenderness in my heart, waiting quietly in the years, never speaking but never far away. You are the warmest possession in my life. You are the deepest tenderness in my heart, melting all the ice and snow and all the sorrows, giving the wandering heart a port, because the world becomes gentle with you.