Of my love: I do not know if this is not love, but I think I am very happy. If one day you slightly acknowledge me, it will be lucky for me to bear XX life drinking and happiness. Our story will certainly win an Oscar award, at the very least, be nominated for an Oscar. Perhaps the word "love" is unfortunately not used appropriately because the feelings in this matter have been two things in my mind: only sexual gratification or force may not apply. I just want to know if we can be friends without being categorized as male and female friends (now that they are not suitable, but I am very happy with the things you say that make me feel good). I hope you feel better, such as your QQ signature being peach-like and brilliant. In fact, we have never met.
Now: You do not know much about me, I do not know you, but I am willing to use time to help us understand each other. I do not remember the day I added all network accounts for you and rolled all network accounts. You always gave me a very special unique feeling - almost cannot see your full face; the picture is so special. I take the initiative to chat with you sometimes and take the initiative to talk very comfortably. Though sometimes you do not dump me! The one thing that touched me the most, did you know that I guide students and that night go to sleep until very late? Of course, the most important thing is that one day you update something about your aunt helping you blind everyone online. The way I also inserted one to express my love. There was a time when you were rarely seen online! The update was feeling so bad about his mood that made me very tangled...
...Customary on everyone you come not, get used to on the Q to see what you feel, remember your favorite cafeteria fried rice and cold dishes, tiger hot pepper is your favorite yo, when you told me you have trouble with your boyfriend while the mood, but I do not know why I touch the name of worry, and wanted to give you a massage, greetings to you a melon looking photos and show your beautiful smile and tell me that you completely finished slightly with him, tour beats purple, my heart is so pleased when I have one nickname (Mahavira), I feel my Western style and more! Hear you say I want to be molded into dolls, I felt I was a happy baby. Would like your second show your beautiful smile and would like to see you grab your clothes and saw cry. Now your happiness is my happiness ∵ Goodnight ∵ from Nobita...
The expression continues in similar poetic and deeply emotional language throughout the rest of the text, expressing admiration, longing, and affection towards the recipient. It mixes personal reflections, dreams, and memories, emphasizing the writer's desire to connect with the person emotionally and romantically. Each segment reiterates the depth of feeling, often concluding with a wish for mutual understanding and happiness.
(Note: Due to the length and repetitive nature of the original text, only a summarized translation of key points is provided here.)