I miss you when I wake up in the morning.

From the moment you open your eyes, your eyes can only see one person, and your ears can only hear one person's voice. Her sadness and joy are also my sadness and joy, her wish has become my lifelong pursuit, and her sadness is my eternal injury. Even if it turns into dust and dissipates in the stars, I will never abandon her.

When I opened my eyes that day and saw you again. Suddenly I feel that the world used to be so beautiful. Life is fragile and so precious. But life is short, but a hundred years in a hurry. I will try my best to seize every moment with you and feel your tenderness.

I don't miss you very much. I just woke up this morning to see if there were any messages and missed calls for you. I didn't miss you very much, just turned your phone to the only ringtone; I don't miss you very much, but I was hit by a lyric while listening to the song, and there was a short blank in my mind; I don't miss you very much, just want to see your appearance and listen to your voice; I don't miss you very much, but the first thing I think of every time I wake up is you.