My ideal lover is a beautiful girl with bright eyes. She was slender and had long dark hair. Her voice must very soft, just like a sallow in the wind.
She and I would walk along with a river, a clear and green river, under soft moonshine. We may be not talk, just walk, but we can still feel each other, hear the sound from heart of each other, and hear the breath of each other. Maybe she sings for me, slightly.
Every time I make mistake, she should forgive me and tell me what the right way is, like my mother treated me when I was a child. Every time I fail or feel confused she should encourage me. She should be the person who can support and help me on the way to success.
The place I first saw her should be a ground with lots of pigeons, I stand face to her, fall in love at first sight.
