A passage describing a person from an eagle

Love is when he is around, he is the only one in his eyes; Everything has his shadow when he is away.

I like reading in the middle of the night and suddenly think of him. I imagine what he is doing now, and I feel a faint warmth in my heart, but I never take the initiative to call him. After a few minutes, the attention was attracted by the plot in the book again!

Love is on a lonely night, when thoughts pour in and you can't see the book in your hand. I wonder if he is still working overtime, whether he has already had dinner, and whether he is thinking about himself as much as he is thinking about him.

Love is arguing with him and sticking to him like a hedgehog, but in my heart I have secretly admired his insight and talent.

Love wants him to keep pace with himself and connect with his heart. A joke he accidentally said can make him depressed and even burst into tears in an instant. In front of him, he is never defenseless.

I like to send him short messages when I go out, telling him that the weather here is fine, then turning off my cell phone, playing alone in a strange place for a week, and suddenly appearing in front of him to scare him after being tanned.

Love is wanting to be with him wherever you go. You can call him at the seaside and let him listen to the sound of the waves; You can also stay where you are for a long time because you see a figure exactly like him on the street in a foreign land.

Love is that he simply said "bon voyage" before going on a business trip. Looking at the back of his departure, he felt a little reluctant, but he didn't say anything, just silently waiting for the news of his return.

Love is telling him before going on a business trip, stuffing clothes and food into his backpack and not leaving until the train arrives at the station. And in the days after he left, he was uneasy every day, praying over and over again that he could return safely.

Love is when you are hurt, you don't want him to see your fragile side, quietly wipe away your tears in front of him, and turn your head and still look happy and strong.

Love is crawling on his chest and crying when he is wronged, telling him all his troubles without hiding or worrying, eager to get comfort from his arms.

I like to see him walking hand in hand with another girl. My heart hurts a little, but I will soon raise my smiling face again in Chaoyang.

Love is a game that you can't afford to lose. After giving everything, you may leave only a scar engraved in your heart.

If you like a person, you want him to be your own, so you can like many people and hope many people are your own.