Tonight, I sit in a corner and think of you quietly, wondering what you are doing, if you are thinking of me; if when you gaze into the distance, my figure crosses your mind; 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 can be truly felt by the other person. If you often have an inexplicable heart palpitation, do you know that it is because I am thinking of you quietly from afar? Just thinking of you quietly, calling you softly in my heart. I really want to call out to you in this quiet night sky. Even though I know that the dark night cannot carry my voice very far. But I always feel that no matter how far, you will surely hear. Just thinking of you quietly on this ordinary night. Because I thought of you, this night becomes beautiful and melancholy. I miss you, I want to light a lamp for you, quietly waiting for your weary return; I want to offer you a cup of warm tea, slowly dispelling the fatigue on your face; I want to use my gentle fingers to gently smooth out the wrinkles at the corners of your eyes; I want to use my soft whispers to comfort your restless soul. Then look at you quietly... I pray, I long for this moment of tranquility and eternity. I like to think of you, letting my heart have tender sadness and happy sweetness. Unconsciously, I will think of your name quietly, your figure, your cheerful laughter, walking together in the rain, holding hands under the moonlight, and then growing old together. If I could, I would rather be a bird, able to fly across thousands of rivers and mountains, perching on the branch outside your window. The solitary 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 harmonious, I can truly feel your scent. But I will not chirp, I will not disturb your peace. I just lightly comb my wind-tousled wings, gather my tired heart. Then, stand silently outside your window, thinking of you quietly. 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 desire too much, I only hope that I can continue to think of you quietly like this, many times, just thinking of one person quietly, is actually a kind of happiness, a kind of expectation. Buddha said: Five hundred glances in the past life, just to exchange a fleeting encounter in this life. I will exchange ten thousand glances for a meeting with you, and then use my lotus-like heart, quietly thinking of you in some distant corner. Outside the window, the moonlight is like water, in my little room, thoughts have already accumulated. Sip a mouthful of tea, let the faint night tune flow like tassels. Let the thoughts fly, tonight, let me think of you quietly...