What poem is love?

Love is a matter of life and death. Talk to Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.

Love is looking for him in the crowd, and suddenly looking back, that person is in the dim light.

Love was once an ocean of water, and it will always be amber.

Love is caring for each other without words, only a thousand tears (sad, ha)

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