It was a year ago, 爱人, that we walked down the aisle. You were stunning that day, your eyes and smile sparkling more than the dresses you wore. People say you are more beautiful now than then, glowing after a year of marriage.
I disagree. You will never be more beautiful than the first time I saw you, with my eyes and heart, in your apartment on a distant March day, eating hotpot under harsh florescent lights. Your first laugh sealed our bond, decreed by the Fates. You were too-beautiful.
Happy anniversary.
Is that you? I see why you moved to China!
Happy Anniversary, Paperboy! Many more!
What a lovely, and in love, couple.
Happy Anniversary! I wish you many, many more.
Sweet! But then you know that.
I hope some day I’m with someone that writes as romantically about us as you do about you two.
Awwwwwwwwwwwww.
If she is glowing a year later, you are doing something very right.
Lucky man, lucky woman, great words. Happy Anniversary.
Congratulations — and what a wonderful photo.
Score one for life in China, congratz!
Sigh. Stupid in-love people. Barf.
Oh, and congratulations! And many more!