The original sentence is: he really likes you, like the wind traveling thousands of miles, I don't ask about the return date.
-Six Chapters of a Floating Life.
Share the lyrics of a floating life:
Singer: Lewis
Composer: Lewis
Nobody wants to share wine with me? Nobody told me it was late at night.
Nobody asked me if the porridge was hot. No one stood with me at dusk
He really likes you? Like the wind, it has walked eight thousand miles.
He really likes you? Like a shower to the South Pole.
He really misses you? Like corals that sink to the bottom of the sea
He really likes you? Don't ask, it's not far behind, Wan Li.
He really likes you? Watch mime like a blind man
He really likes you? Like the first poem, it is not satisfactory.
He really likes you? Like the sun spinning day and night.
He really likes you? I never tire of saying a thousand words.
He really likes you? It is raining like spring rain.
He really likes you? Like a noisy cicada in summer
He really misses you? Like autumn leaves falling silently.
He really likes you? Like the winter snow in my heart.
He really likes you? Like a dog, a leopard cannot change his spots.
He really likes you? So he can be ashamed all the time.
He really misses you? I miss you all the time.
He really likes you? So he held you in his hand.
He really likes you? Such a stubborn metaphor.
He really likes you? Although his feelings are really delicate.
He really misses you? I really miss you all the time.
He really likes you? Don't want to waste time bit by bit.
He really likes you? He really likes you.
He really misses you? He really likes you.
Like you very much? Someone shared the wine with me.
Someone told me it was late at night? Someone asked me if the porridge was hot.
Someone is standing with me in the dusk? Someone treated me sincerely.
Someone is worried about my silence? Does anyone know that I am warm and cold? I have someone to spend my leisure time with.
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Appreciation of good sentences:
I still like you very much, like the wind has gone eight thousand miles, without asking the date of return. ?
I still like you very much, like the snow raging on the earth, boundless. ?
I still like you very much, running like a star for hundreds of millions of years without complaining. ?
I still like you, like sunrise and sunset, day and night. ?
I still like you very much, like the rain in the tropical polar regions, not far from Wan Li. ?
I still like you very much, like the starlight shining through the ages and never dying. ?
I still like you very much. I can't be myself when the willow moves and the cicada chirps and the sun sets. ?
I still like you very much, like a whale that sinks on the bottom of the sea and breathes softly. I am extremely angry. ?
I still like you very much, just like a flower blooming on a branch, regardless of whether it falls. ?
I still like you very much, like a dandelion floating away and never stopping. ?
I still like you very much, like cicadas singing on the treetops in midsummer. ?
I still like you very much, like a child who babbles and doesn't express himself. ?
I still like you, like a late train.
-Miyano Shiho (pen name)? I still like you very much.