The romantic boy told her that her mother was like the oyster of the sea. Not because she carried the most beautiful shell, but because her daughter was a pearl.

She is twice as beautiful as the moon and all of the stars together.

She was the most beautiful treasure I have ever seen; hidden in the depth of the ocean, waiting for someone to pull her out.

Like the most beautiful treasure I have ever seen, she was hidden in the depths of the ocean, waiting for someone to pull her out.

The memories of beautiful moments are magical.

From the very first moment I saw her, I knew that she would be the flame of my burning love.

Keep your memories, and I will keep mine. And maybe one day they will fit together like our hands once did.

Not every sketch needs to be colored in order to be beautiful.