You are my poem.

You are my poem.

I'll call you mine

As long as the quill pen does not decay, the night dream does not fade.

I will call you my love, my life.

As long as the consciousness is not stagnant and the mind is not disordered.

I will call you my love, all my love.

As long as the future is mocking, illusory and vague.

I will call you my lover.

As long as youth has not disappeared, time is still connected.

I will call you my lover.

As long as the night is dim and the stars are dim.

I will call you my love, all my love.

As long as the journey has no end, the sea has no end.

I will call you my lover.

As long as there are melancholy steps in loneliness, the figure has a foil.

I said,' You are my life'.

The spring rain will continue and the night will be bleak and cold.

I said,' You are my love'.

As long as bloom's back is in his hand, not in his heart.

I said,' You are my' my all'.

I will call you my love, my life.

As long as you stand there crying and laughing at me

I will call you my only love.

As long as you leave quietly, your back will gradually disappear.

I will call you my love, my life.

As long as tears still overflow the corner of my eyes, my vision will remain blurred.