Tonight, I sit in a corner quietly thinking of you, wondering what you are doing, wondering if you are thinking of me; I wonder if when you gaze into the distance, my figure crosses your mind; I wonder if when you enter sweet dreams, you see me waiting for you at the entrance of the dream. I like to sit here quietly and think of you. Although, I do not know if this quiet thought of someone can be truly felt by that person. If you often have a kind of inexplicable heart flutter, do you know it is because I am quietly thinking of you far away? Just thinking of you quietly, quietly calling you from the bottom of my heart. I really want to call you in this tranquil night sky. Although I know, the dark night cannot carry my voice very far. But I always feel, no matter how far, you must be able to hear it. Just thinking of you quietly on this ordinary night. Because of thinking of you, this night becomes beautiful and melancholic. I miss you, Omega automatic mechanical watch, I want to light a tangerine lamp for you, quietly waiting for your weary return; I want to hand you a cup of warm tea, slowly dispersing the fatigue on your face; I want to use my gentle delicate fingers to gently smooth the wrinkles at the corners of your eyes; I want to use my soft tender whispers to comfort your restless soul. Then look at you quietly... I yearn, beg for this moment of tranquility, eternity. I like to think of you this way, letting my heart have a soft sadness and happy sweetness. Unintentionally, I will quietly think of your name, your figure, your cheerful laughter, think of walking with you in the rain, think of walking hand in hand under the moonlight, then growing old together. If I could, I would rather be a bird, able to fly across thousands of mountains and rivers, stop on the tree branch outside your window. The lonely old tree outside your window is lonely, the silent bright moon in the night sky is also lonely. But I will not be lonely, because I am so close to you, I like the faint light emitted outside your window, warm and peaceful, I can truly feel your presence. But I will not chirp, will not disturb your tranquility. I just lightly comb my wind-tousled wings, gather my tired heart. And then, silently stand outside your window, quietly think of you. Perhaps I am waiting, waiting for you to give me a miracle. But I am still a little afraid, afraid that this is just a dream beyond reach. I know, I cannot ask for too much, I only hope that I can continue to quietly think of you like this, many times, just quietly thinking of one person, is actually also a happiness, a kind of hope. Buddha said: Five hundred glances in the previous life, just to exchange for a passing encounter in this life. I will use ten thousand glances to exchange for a meeting with you, and then use my lotus-like heart, in some distant corner, quietly think of you. Outside the window, the moonlight is like water, in my small room, my heart is already full of thoughts. Sip a mouthful of tea, let the faint night tune overflow like fringe. Let the emotions fly, tonight, let me quietly think of you...