My dear, I have become attached to the Internet with you, and we are close to each other. One pure soul collides with another pure soul, and we are immersed in it. We are in harmony with each other, with thousands of postures and styles, and the lake in our heart is swaying with

My dear, I have become attached to the Internet with you, and we are close to each other. One pure soul collides with another pure soul, and we are immersed in it. We are in harmony with each other, with thousands of postures and styles, and the lake in our heart is swaying with the ripples of light. The sky is thousands of miles away and the spring breeze is blowing. In my interaction with you, I felt the shock from the soul. So, we became familiar and talked about everything. The mountains and flowing water played a melodious and intoxicating chapter for us. My dear, in this virtual cyberspace, I am distracted and unrestrained, and I write down all my thoughts heartily, turning my long thoughts into the clouds of lovesickness, flying freely, to you in my life. In this place, I spread the wings of my imagination and fly, fly into your heart.

My dear, I have become acquainted with you, become acquainted with you, and become a confidant. I want to do something for you. But for you and me, the sky and the sea are vast, the water is far away, the mountains are far away, the corners of the earth are far away, and the long road prevents us from meeting each other. , so we used the magpie bridge built by this huge and powerful network space to meet in the deep dark night, whispering and whispering love words. Dear, apart from these, what can I do for you in this virtual cyberspace? Sometimes I feel ashamed, sometimes embarrassed, sometimes helpless, sometimes helpless, but I will never lose the confidence that we will meet each other, that is, Or in this short life, we have no chance of meeting each other in real life, but I will try my best to tell you my lifelong attachment to you, and my lifelong love for you. My dear, so day and night, I use clumsy writing skills to express my true feelings, praise you, and be intoxicated with you. Goethe said, "Poetry is the wine of the devil and the hymn of angels." So, I will use This clumsy brushwork expresses endless tenderness for you and gives your soul a warm comfort. My dear, what else can I do for you besides these?