Dear:Even if one day, you become the walking stumble, Qingsi become white hair, Hongrun's face is covered with climbing wrinkles, but I still carrying your hand, walk in the afterglow of the sunset!
Dear: Even ifoneday, youbecome the walkingstumble, Qingsibecomewhite hair, Hongrun'sface is covered with climbing wrinkles, butIstillcarryingyourhand, walkin the afterglowof the sunset!