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其實女生是需要珍惜的

其實女生是需要珍惜的

其實女生是需要珍惜的,不然一定會後悔
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想想當初你見到她是多麼開心,她的一頻一笑都讓你注意,
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現在,她跟你在一起了。
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女生多半會幫男朋友想,
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( s7 k2 y8 H1 `7 ?怕他太累.怕他錢花太多,所以不敢叫他帶他去吃大餐,去玩好的,
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7 ?* @, l0 @$ l1 q; |+ |但是,你有沒有注意過,當她在跟你說不用的時候,其實眼睛裡還是會帶有一絲期待。 1 F# i$ k  q, f% k2 u
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也許男生會想,我都跟她那麼熟了,有些東西,節日就該免了吧,
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但是雖然再熟,雖然你少去這些東西,她不會對你怎樣,
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8 ^( B) `  C2 z7 T% l7 A但是你何不在她生日時送束鮮花,在情人節製造點浪漫,聖誕節加一點驚喜, # S6 e: W+ Z( i' J# _; o' v8 }

  n2 @0 H' I; n! e; S你會發現其實女生嘴上說不在意,當她收到你的心意時,是多麼的高興, ( a8 U$ x$ r) E  Z

' b3 i' C0 c" V而不是說她已經跟你在一起了,就不用像以前在追她時那樣對她,把一切都省了。
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女生總是不敢開口要求,總是為了男生想好多, 4 g# U; x8 ]+ i& s, f7 X
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男孩子何不多想一些,多做一點點,你會發現,女孩子好感動,好高興。 ! Q( |% @: k; J  Z5 c
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既然愛她,就多用一點心在她身上, ( n0 M, E: e7 u4 ^9 D2 a
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所謂的用心,不是只有把時間花在她身上,
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0 ]4 B) U$ ^) k$ v% V3 J% P而是要去探尋她的內心,學著去懂她, # h( h, j3 I$ Z" D( f) a

; z$ N1 I0 f$ u她需要的是什麼,她想表達但沒說出來的是什麼,
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只要男生肯用心,將會發現,
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& H0 X0 h' I$ }- a" i8 y- E她的一舉一動,在在都在表現著她對你的愛,無可取代。 ' h5 ?, r  [9 u) B1 z
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很多時候很多小事情小動作,都是有涵義在裡面的, & K9 h  V& L, Y+ `1 @7 |
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如果你不用心,只有等到後來她離開了你, . W+ r6 g; k" a) n, Y& J
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才惋惜,才後悔。
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2 A6 E0 P5 f' T: I; |兩個人能相愛,並不容易,
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8 `+ z5 z7 q$ i  i, X: ~愛情,並不只是因為需要有一個人疼, & L4 g  `) }5 f8 f/ ]! z

% g/ ^% ]9 h. V* d- p6 W3 R. f它也是一種成長,一種領悟。
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! m( M. H" R. e. U) q: n/ y當你遇到一個願意與你心靈互相交會的女生, % w) r" ~) u+ t/ P6 V- T2 a8 z% h  i
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一個願意為你付出的女生,
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1 b# A. v8 w( x' u! \6 f5 T她的快樂與幸福,就是你的責任。 # ?( L4 Q3 w, x" j. E( w! H' f
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女人的心,男人若不能保護, $ x7 E( ~6 i: Q. E1 b

$ w4 K. X9 y% S" Z就沒有資格談戀愛、談幸福、談…。
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9 K, h) E% }, p9 E6 l4 l我現在覺得…為什男生會常常被說木頭了。 8 k. y! y8 P7 E$ I+ I" G. q, e

( w$ m/ r# }, l+ b/ q因為總是等女生開口,才會去做什麼,有時候,這樣的感覺,似乎少了什麼, , u# \0 n  I3 R. T2 d0 ~
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我想是一份感覺跟默契吧。 : A& ]8 F5 F8 J) P7 z8 P, H
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男生,總是在追到女生後,就會沒有在追的時候認真,用心, - G* U4 y% F2 J6 M/ s2 q
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總是變的有點自私,一昧的要更多的愛,而卻把對她的愛,一點一滴的減少。
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要更認真,更用心,盡力給她最好的,這樣,才不會辜負她,
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% h4 a$ U1 h1 t. a畢竟她是選擇了你,你有這個責任跟義務,給她最大的幸福。

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原帖由 Xuan 于 2006-7-24 09:13 PM 发表
; [5 Q2 `% I) D0 j其實女生是需要珍惜的,不然一定會後悔. O) x5 J( I3 {* C- O" n- P
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想想當初你見到她是多麼開心,她的一頻一笑都讓你注意, 6 F- K8 v$ L& p6 ?3 ~% g

: a1 X; B* q: W3 _. l: f現在,她跟你在一起了。
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女生多半會幫男朋友想,
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( G2 ~6 b3 F8 K; W  P& X怕他太累.怕他錢花太多,所以不敢叫他帶他去吃大餐 ...
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  I$ z) o/ B& M3 Z% B4 u( i哥除了赞成以外,还能说什么吗?
Those memories....I will never forget them...Never ever~~

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不要做世界上下一个猪头男友!

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原帖由 Xuan 于 2006-7-25 09:16 PM 发表. T7 @; r2 o0 c- \4 A( ]3 Y8 e

$ q2 V5 |, C5 }( f+ D0 p不要做世界上下一个猪头男友!
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嗯....明白了啦~~~有宝贝“监督”,哥应该不会成为下一个猪头吧~~~~
Those memories....I will never forget them...Never ever~~

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说得真好!!!
6 w7 v% |( f5 ]6 ~; z我想凡是男生都应该进来看才对!  P1 U4 K8 U& K. y6 {
有时并不是说男生什么,但他们就是比较慢领悟到事情
7 x% C, B% x2 l2 X. A0 ]9 I希望我以下登的故事也可以作一个提示吧
9 a/ J1 e& w5 x% v+ x# \但因为想用原文才表达到那意思..
# P5 ^* T* h8 K5 j; t. q所以小妹或许会被扣威望哦....(哭)- j: |& w5 l! k3 }) z
但没关系啦.助人为快乐之本嘛
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Subject: Fw: Story from a husband - please read it slowly  Z7 q- m- H( Q' ^! X/ J0 G

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When You Divorce Me, Carry Me Out in Your Arms
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# ]: y1 [4 v/ t' X0 ^On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped , y- j& G# w9 ]% f' n
in
; O2 [2 W) V# h, v0 ]front of our one-room flat. My buddies insisted that I carry her out of
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car in my arms. So I carried her into our home. She was then plump and
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2 t; V2 I/ e/ u. {8 @I was a strong and happy bridegroom." j' i5 q* N$ m) G8 w
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This was the scene ten years ago.
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The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid;
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went into business and tried to make more money. When the assets were
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servant. Every morning we left home together and got home almost at the 3 |' y1 Q6 h) O# Y; x- g
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time. Our kid was studying in a boarding school.. W" ~& u; o' s5 ]
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Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy. But the calm life was
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likely to be affected by unpredictable changes.
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3 Q' x8 h( N+ vDew came into my life.
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$ k& d; s# b- k! x2 L- tIt was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from
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was the
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) T* N, o+ s" I2 B0 k& sDew said, you are the kind of man who best draws girls' eyeballs. Her
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Men like you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls.  U" y8 S; [0 e% ^9 M

6 d' I% Q" A8 b  P5 h; U  iThinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I knew I had betrayed my6 R: D3 k. n+ @1 ]
wife.. But I couldn't help doing so.; M# B* Q! t. B* x. V; T) d

5 b( i) M' h, m/ I9 e' H1 fI moved Dew's hands aside and said you go to select some furniture, 8 h& n/ b) j6 o: r8 h
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I've got something to do in the company. Obviously she was unhappy, - V7 M0 h" Z7 i3 D" y( Z( ]
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I had promised to do it together with her. At the moment, the idea of! v9 N1 C* {# u8 w4 |
divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something/ }. _2 o  R1 Z  R9 W
impossible to me.
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However, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No 3 T' k5 J4 c7 ]% e: H3 `5 [5 [
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mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt.
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Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing
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0 i6 y& K: b, D3 u8 j  C$ p: C, x: QI was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon. Then we
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This was the means of my entertainment.- K& k5 R9 `7 n8 @& D
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One day I said to her in a slightly joking way, suppose we divorce, * L2 W* A& O' ~) e2 L0 m
what
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Apparently
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. T; u* S* Z1 {, l5 rimagine how she would react once she got to know I was serious.
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When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all * p5 s2 A# b9 M5 q1 v/ h
the
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while talking to her. She seemed to have got some hint. She gently $ g4 G( R/ d% y$ {) D
smiled at
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Once again, Dew said to me, He Ning, divorce her, O.K.? Then we live
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# z! M+ \( I3 _. n) }When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. I've got something " a4 S" q2 y( j, J
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tell you, I said. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the
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calmly.
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5 d1 L8 w1 m% ]5 ?2 }4 `$ jShe didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, / F8 I1 t) X  h; q/ @' q
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I'm serious. I avoided her question. This so-called answer made her - I: ^* z' \; j$ J0 O$ u
angry..
/ k" g* |# I7 \, w, VShe threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!6 w' ^( z4 P3 {  `+ s" ?/ \( q
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That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she ( h/ d0 u$ d  v% H5 H3 l
wanted
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satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew., H3 n1 Z7 J9 r! i

3 z% _0 j/ |# E2 j  M) u- a9 W" o6 EWith a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated
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glanced
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had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day. But 0 s- C* t; e6 W. ^
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could not take back what I had said.
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Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected
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had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer.
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Late that night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw & Z" `! S: O. V6 c. F$ n( M
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writing something at the table. I fall asleep fast. When I woke up, I - W" |, b; u: }0 N% e6 h. R3 n( @
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she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again.
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% _" F" z- F) K" p! P, hShe brought up her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from
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month's time we must live as normal a life as possible. Her reason was
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didn't want him to see our marriage was broken.
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She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me, He Ning, do 3 G# z6 v3 x$ }- p8 g: y
you
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question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me. I
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# W' d% N( w6 ~5 k, I! C5 ca requirement, that is, you carry me out in your arms on the day when
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the
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. ^3 o% K$ m8 u% Y5 A6 _( y: [I accepted with a smile. I knew she missed those sweet days and wished
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end her marriage romantically.; H8 k, d1 O( n7 Q! j
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I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and
! h8 K* y5 j* Mthought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she does, she has to face
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result of divorce, she said scornfully. Her words more or less made me
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uncomfortable.
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My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention
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" o, L8 K; d) m* a! {; ~carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son 6 ]6 T) N& I0 \- [, k7 j& W
clapped
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of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I : g2 M% z- _4 V4 [
walked
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softly,
& M$ h" u4 k4 F& QLet us start from today, don't tell our son. I nodded, feeling somewhat
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On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my
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" h% `3 i) m1 z% C( P" Prealized that I hadn't looked at this intimate woman carefully for a : O8 G- x6 l, u1 k2 P) I
long
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) E, O3 m+ L+ ?, T% }8 uOn the third day, she whispered to me, the outside garden is being& z, X' X) x, ^; i* ~
demolished. Be careful when you pass there.
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On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were
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an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms. The
( B8 ~- u  [$ G3 \& m$ {% Lvisualization of Dew became vague.3 F6 q3 A0 @1 n" o: E
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On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as,
1 _; r! u7 X" F: u& O, \- ~8 [5 ywhere
' |+ [8 u# q6 D5 W; Ushe put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc. I
  c8 j1 k4 w- e; u! hnodded.
& F8 c6 Y) ?: JThe sense of intimacy was even stronger. I didn't tell Dew about this.
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I felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me
9 d/ s0 C; ?* T. ?  Bstronger. I said to her, It seems not difficult to carry you now. She * m5 S7 e) b4 C: r' H/ u
was
& Z6 L( t- V) Rpicking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a
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but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have
1 B* j! V8 Y) m' ]; t' r4 zgrown bigger. I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was because she
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thinner that I could carry her more easily, not because I was stronger.
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sense
5 F  z3 Z5 z7 n" @6 r$ Kof pain.. Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head.$ R# G0 L/ J% C- S# ]4 [8 b
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Our son came in at the moment. Dad, it's time to carry mum out. He 2 E! s6 s2 P: }' |8 X. U8 x5 l( {5 `
said. To
5 c4 F/ c* \7 N8 C  d" Xhim, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been an essential 2 F: ^6 a5 w5 ~# d5 w0 i
part of
) {. b1 l/ U! e  _his life. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I
. F' p/ T  Z" jturned my face because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last
, x3 {' W) N  L& v( `- W# g# B! Zminute. I held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the
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- t  I# W6 e% `room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. $ y$ V7 Z% a, }
I
+ H- ~) ?1 d. @1 a7 zheld her body tightly, as if we came back to our wedding day. But her / U' W# L; O- Z1 c3 H0 z4 F: Q9 o
much
  w2 o# B/ x, J: M5 L6 Clighter weight made me sad.
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On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. ' A! C# x. W! b$ W8 q) X# b# N) W1 L
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son had gone to school. She said, actually I hope you will hold me in
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arms until we are old.
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3 e9 W/ |1 J' z6 y! d! {" g9 J8 HI held her tightly and said, both you and I didn't notice that our life9 j+ S2 `, O: N. ~# V
lacked intimacy.
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# a2 V+ Y# q- \I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid
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delay would make me change my decision. I walked upstairs. Dew opened
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9 `' j* T9 C9 R$ N% _; B8 ^door. I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I won't divorce. I'm serious.
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$ I3 o  |1 L% [# R% p$ S7 pShe looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. You got no
3 c  C) S- _6 w" h0 U% Jfever.. She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I - k9 j( d" l2 P7 u9 H2 f
can
1 U( L2 j/ b$ {only say sorry to you, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring 7 n% q- K* y1 D. |
probably
0 a; a4 e# [9 Gbecause she and I didn't value the details of life, not because we
* u, _' O8 A" Z5 h, t' B* B% [5 _didn't8 y8 S" ^' d1 M: ~' k3 k, o
love each other any more. Now I understand that since I carried her ! f( [; p& o: I0 W  L) n. Q# ^
into the4 l3 q' i9 [# \. ~0 w0 a. R
home, she gave birth to our child, I am supposed to hold her until I am
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6 G$ x3 c7 G( I! H, |So I have to say sorry to you.
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slammed the& d5 X: m; r  I* m; G
door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove to the office.
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When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my   P& Y2 }, s; X+ X; F# U, h
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which was her favorite. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the
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6 g1 W, }. C, g  x+ k1 v$ z4 Psmiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until we are old.

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好多英文字。。。XD5 l9 J% B8 z$ g5 O. W% E* r
很懒惰去看。。
我の部落格》  有急事按它找我【

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原帖由 凌白麒 于 2006-10-29 07:09 AM 发表0 O6 q+ c! g% ?" \7 l
好多英文字。。。XD
' w7 P2 v  G5 _3 J/ g很懒惰去看。。
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* j4 [6 o/ u. i; n: o, V- t4 S0 \基本上是网上forward的mail来的....江的是一对夫妻要离婚了,妻子叫丈夫每天向新婚的时候抱着她走来走去酱,过后丈夫就愧疚啦....(我缩到超短了...)
Those memories....I will never forget them...Never ever~~

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女生花心啦!
; W6 ]! z: H2 c, p竟然执著于两个男生之中" H. ?' T6 z) p- L7 b
我已经放弃她了
No bOdY KnoW
wHo i ReaLLy aM
i nEveR FeLt tiS EmptY beFore
If i WaNNa nEEd sUmboDy coME aLong
whO wannA coMe FroM mE aNd keeP me STRONG

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不一定每个女生都那样的
试着忘了过去~
开始新的生活...

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the story is so sweet..
2 I+ S) n! p7 R5 j8 {  ci mean the English one...
& ^7 X2 r* }$ O, R- H  s# q# Wso touching..


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and touchy

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愛情,並不只是因為需要有一個人疼,
% n1 J: L: e. ?2 z它也是一種成長,一種領悟。% s  j: u1 v. Y& k9 @9 J
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1 p; e4 o, g. ]8 X) M我喜欢这一句。爱情真的就是一种成长,一种领悟。! j; T. a3 _! }% C
每一次爱情结束,都让我觉得,我的视野更宽阔了。
2 j/ u8 u5 m  M& ?1 C9 n" [. ]; r对人对爱情,我有更多包容的能力了。
我没有雪白的翅膀,所以我不是天使。

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得到与付出之间,我好像把界限模糊了....倾向于后者吗?但是,至少我是幸福的。
Those memories....I will never forget them...Never ever~~

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我知道。。我珍惜。。。3 ]2 h1 n& h. A3 k9 E
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http://www.cmc-audio.com
% G2 H9 h& ~: c; B/ Ehttp://www.word-time.com

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