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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7 A# o/ S6 U; Z1 c

. K, [: L: x4 y, ]7 P: E# N; q; U6 B" Z5 y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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# l! c4 ^/ ?+ Z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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) u: p) L8 B# y6 i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, $ P' W9 E% {/ j4 D# _9 J

$ D3 s% y8 l. O* P( X8 m  l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。 % t$ R  L; n/ ]. U6 l& [5 L
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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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. G  Y3 ?  t/ x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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9 ^( e, Y2 U. y# I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,   F8 }: X9 G/ h% c

" {; A' [( D% b1 [( V* Q9 I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,
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: N" G7 k' Y  x+ S1 v5 {: ]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, 6 ~9 h$ S- A* E

/ D1 b5 Z# G  R! I6 ]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。
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& y4 \8 o# U3 Q  v9 V( b既然愛她,就多用一點心在她身上, " H% o& }; k& X, j! s# m* V- J/ R( _
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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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而是要去探尋她的內心,學著去懂她,
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她需要的是什麼,她想表達但沒說出來的是什麼, 1 \8 D% ^2 z  E; R
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只要男生肯用心,將會發現,
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0 a$ Q% r+ I9 G  `3 Z. f: T她的一舉一動,在在都在表現著她對你的愛,無可取代。 ! d" ^# \5 f+ C5 Q# ]0 h

) Y$ @8 p% ~  @) W, q6 v" T很多時候很多小事情小動作,都是有涵義在裡面的,
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如果你不用心,只有等到後來她離開了你, # v% n0 l9 Z+ p' z* C

0 q. p" H( B& w) C2 I5 p" u才惋惜,才後悔。 % H+ @* r, h2 U6 d; r. c9 @4 @& }

. v. y) f0 \: b兩個人能相愛,並不容易, 8 \% p$ v6 Y3 T$ D  r  g4 A7 ~
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愛情,並不只是因為需要有一個人疼, 6 \) X/ Q5 Q- d! ~
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它也是一種成長,一種領悟。
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當你遇到一個願意與你心靈互相交會的女生,
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一個願意為你付出的女生,
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她的快樂與幸福,就是你的責任。 & B4 x. Y: x+ H% {9 L5 x9 V* [
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女人的心,男人若不能保護,
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就沒有資格談戀愛、談幸福、談…。
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3 K+ d9 c5 A( B- P% W0 ~我現在覺得…為什男生會常常被說木頭了。
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1 N& ]+ i7 t- g) V& |! E0 j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,
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, ?5 ~" L7 B) A  M) C3 z我想是一份感覺跟默契吧。
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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, : H5 J( F) P3 {' _$ q9 l% h- }

. ^% j. C' o+ S% z# v9 U6 b; K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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8 ]& n9 c* U! {0 e: G# h- N/ ^所以,在追到心儀的女生後,是否可以寫一張紙,常常提醒自己, " A: u/ }+ X+ j; \( p0 o2 d) R
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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, * q4 k* G6 t. Q
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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* ~9 v! s' ~! u' l+ d. M" U9 z+ a
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。 & c3 P4 G# z! M: w
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女生多半會幫男朋友想,
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. ^1 E3 M: V+ m- q9 i& I  q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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( _. m9 b9 @) Q  G. h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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6 Y% \6 k, ~2 X# V: D, ^" {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/ F. q' j9 o+ g% H0 Z+ _
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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 b5 z! a  p# C2 ~( C* o% U6 U
我想凡是男生都应该进来看才对!/ {6 m6 k# b: [+ D
有时并不是说男生什么,但他们就是比较慢领悟到事情
# [  V# r# B6 S9 F3 b, E( p( p$ j; x希望我以下登的故事也可以作一个提示吧
4 b% v3 x7 t6 z7 z: K  z0 m但因为想用原文才表达到那意思..
% Z& q4 l% D& S所以小妹或许会被扣威望哦....(哭)# ?3 t$ \4 o: Y# O$ 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
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2 K' _0 c1 u  a% c; v# T+ h# @/ {2 cWhen You Divorce Me, Carry Me Out in Your Arms0 G5 O0 ]7 |6 `% w  y7 r

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8 O, h* v2 b( W. T1 ]; y' p8 r  _On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped
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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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9 n% \, h. ]; O) s' |; V: LI was a strong and happy bridegroom.7 p  w, r# ]4 _# y* u
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This was the scene ten years ago.
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: B8 w9 ~7 D+ e. {% }4 nThe following days were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid; ' ]7 Z/ M  z2 C1 D' f$ p
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went into business and tried to make more money. When the assets were; O! }" Z5 _4 ^' b6 s/ d
steadily increasing, the affection between us seemed to ebb. She was a
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3 }4 Z) P8 a0 F4 |servant. Every morning we left home together and got home almost at the
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time. Our kid was studying in a boarding school.
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& N- r$ |6 c: a# T! QOur marriage life seemed to be enviably happy. But the calm life was 4 e8 w0 c9 ^  s2 |! d1 L
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likely to be affected by unpredictable changes.
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Dew came into my life." @1 @2 M6 \5 k1 \. ^: @& N
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It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from
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apartment I bought for her.
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Dew said, you are the kind of man who best draws girls' eyeballs. Her
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suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we were just married, my wife
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" J" ^0 u& \+ Q, J5 AMen like you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls.4 r6 e  d, X( ]( [9 S9 k
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Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I knew I had betrayed my
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- G; U# a/ R2 x3 z" B0 qI moved Dew's hands aside and said you go to select some furniture,
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I've got something to do in the company. Obviously she was unhappy,
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& N3 Q* w1 k' q% h, CI had promised to do it together with her. At the moment, the idea of
6 u' J" H5 V8 g) _# E9 b* hdivorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something
# F5 W5 [  [' k8 ?impossible to me.
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- q/ y, B; R4 V; `" R# J9 B' e: aHowever, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No 9 m2 `. \, j+ w
matter how
# Q9 \- M2 N- }) S, V2 N/ @mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt., v  o+ ^9 C; ^# U# ]
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Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing
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I was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon. Then we ! b2 q1 V* t3 {
watched
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body.
! r6 s6 Z% @/ c' |$ {( ?" E: eThis was the means of my entertainment.
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: i/ [, @7 ~" LOne day I said to her in a slightly joking way, suppose we divorce, & q3 O/ E8 r, L/ H: F
what
9 z( U# ]$ J$ y" Fwill you do? She stared at me for a few seconds without a word.
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she believed that divorce was something too far away from her. I ! w/ r9 `" k0 S/ |$ _8 S3 Z0 J
couldn't4 v( M+ t! S7 v; B# S
imagine 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
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while talking to her. She seemed to have got some hint. She gently
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my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes.4 j# M" W! T. V7 b, U
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Once again, Dew said to me, He Ning, divorce her, O.K.? Then we live- \( [) |5 ~" E* @
together. I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more.) H9 x& b4 m' d3 a

4 B; K/ w, H. p3 Z9 n5 L& ~9 R5 e6 jWhen my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. I've got something & o! x2 w6 H$ t* h3 o1 D
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tell you, I said. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the 9 ^, M7 I4 G: P9 o* p/ V1 e
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her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let
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9 n7 ~: t- q- DShe didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, $ u  c$ N$ o. X5 W$ }! F; ]( U% ]! O
why?* h$ F* _9 D3 y- ^4 D) }. [
I'm serious. I avoided her question. This so-called answer made her
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She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!( M" F! ~+ i! u5 X% L

9 X. a% t" t' c- v. O! eThat night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she " N. b5 n. [+ |" _" K" e, z/ P
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to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give ' B) z* L; G5 R% A
her a
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With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated # w: U! _) f. |0 ?
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she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She
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at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart. The
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had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day. But
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could not take back what I had said.* v$ U5 H+ t- w( ?/ V. C
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Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected 7 x* i2 ]- N* e! Y9 O, k- h5 d" s
to
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which
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Late that night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw   p) f- y% C& a/ ]% Y: H+ l/ d
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writing something at the table. I fall asleep fast. When I woke up, I ( c3 t1 `& R2 |0 m
found
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She 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
5 y7 m/ |5 j' `) y# P' o/ Y& h8 q# [simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later and she
- G8 F$ F$ c  ]9 s, j' O; L$ I: Adidn'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
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# n+ U- x6 u2 j) X& L" ystill remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day? This
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and said, I remember. You carried me in your arms, she continued, so, I
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divorce. From now to the end of this month, you must carry me out from
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bedroom to the door every morning.
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I accepted with a smile. I knew she missed those sweet days and wished
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0 X, o: H! s9 Z' A4 CI told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and
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the
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feel
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1 {' U- K, t2 ZMy wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention 2 A1 m7 M/ X# G4 H
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explicitly expressed. We even treated each other as a stranger. So when . u, m$ ~5 H  L" B6 V. m
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carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son
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* c3 X# d, X$ U5 \behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a
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7 F1 n; m3 y7 q" `! Lof pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I : C  Z/ \2 f. W$ K2 B
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over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said 4 S5 _9 d- Q6 @5 s# n( p
softly,
$ K0 H0 I1 M# u8 E( m3 Q+ F4 BLet us start from today, don't tell our son. I nodded, feeling somewhat7 J* ?/ Z" Y. y. ~$ O
upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for a bus, I
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( U( C/ I) \7 T: eOn the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my  o1 x. C$ j! r0 X3 i
chest. We were so close that I could smell the fragrance of her blouse.
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On the third day, she whispered to me, the outside garden is being5 f7 K1 g5 |7 ?, f0 ?- Q2 a. O( ^
demolished. Be careful when you pass there.# i; i! r9 M+ D' Z( P% g
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On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were # @9 o, H: U0 K; k7 k# c
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an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms. The
6 z9 j9 S/ X: O1 k  M0 Z7 m3 o, gvisualization of Dew became vague.
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On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as, " B: H  l. X" B3 z) i* ^/ K4 C
where
7 |. A  L; K  F3 h( N$ x# Dshe put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc. I 7 t2 k: e8 v, h7 M% P6 ]# m
nodded.5 d/ x7 X7 D* F! Y1 e5 g. K
The sense of intimacy was even stronger. I didn't tell Dew about this.9 J8 t5 {& p+ h( L8 n& D
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I felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me
! _# H' m! _2 z  T" ~stronger. I said to her, It seems not difficult to carry you now. She ) o$ h; Q8 P# [: Z( w4 ]( {
was
! e% J5 u1 f, d: m' R( U0 npicking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a
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! M: w" {' x) D* hbut could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have
, }$ \! j' e6 T+ n( N" Ngrown bigger. I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was because she " g7 d- L% h% D, r7 v; E/ M' D
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thinner that I could carry her more easily, not because I was stronger. ! \5 i' a# \3 A# x% M/ O; b  E
I
8 f, L7 `% b. ^knew she had buried all the bitterness in her heart. Again, I felt a
6 v% p( s$ n' L" h/ S) }: @. w4 `sense
! t  {) t/ X. f5 l8 z: c( S! Eof pain.. Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head.# E4 h8 c# w% _& f/ F! U
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Our son came in at the moment. Dad, it's time to carry mum out. He 0 N% m, [" H1 y6 Z6 r3 R
said. To
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his life. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I
0 a( F) v7 g: u' z& o) e! Uturned my face because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last
$ y0 Z/ _( x$ ^minute. I held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the : P4 Q, O$ l* a4 o/ V
sitting
, p) y% @  H% ]3 e* {room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally.
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held her body tightly, as if we came back to our wedding day. But her * v! L: N% d5 k: P2 ^
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lighter 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. ) d" I; @3 e: t0 s+ S
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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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% O& N% P9 v3 wI held her tightly and said, both you and I didn't notice that our life  A% [% D$ @* p9 O+ ?0 \
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I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid
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door. I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I won't divorce. I'm serious.6 u+ E& H8 I+ R. M6 W! g. p, \

4 h2 \& H. _) C8 IShe looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. You got no
) g2 t5 p$ K0 `9 \fever.. She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I
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* D- L* }9 c- `* j- E. nonly say sorry to you, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring
- P2 S, i( x5 h' `' k) _probably
  L3 m. d% L: i9 W9 vbecause she and I didn't value the details of life, not because we ' |* i5 V/ E# `0 ]
didn't' \( Y8 @  P8 ]2 m
love each other any more. Now I understand that since I carried her 2 r% c% [4 @% V: Y; l: e3 x
into the
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old.
  ^) j; Q  H; A" }+ R( N  @) ?So I have to say sorry to you.- o- B* Y) y; C

  ]/ D7 s* n+ T! [3 K/ N$ ~Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then
4 S% e/ O6 Y- t, X- q6 Wslammed the
. O- g* C) V: f9 X/ b( zdoor and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove to the office.0 Q7 l6 D3 r  N! o

. K% J5 B* c" YWhen I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my
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which was her favorite. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the , c7 _" Z9 c) Y' T
card. I1 `1 ]  P: z( g" ?, s
smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until we are old.

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好多英文字。。。XD5 {% l" X) |% }5 B+ f
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) O; d% M- h5 q
好多英文字。。。XD
% C" x5 ~$ V* h很懒惰去看。。
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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!0 R. [+ Z- `/ x2 F( y- E; Z
竟然执著于两个男生之中
3 ?5 F- @/ h7 g$ r9 V& @9 Q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..0 _7 O4 X' M2 U
i mean the English one...' l* h8 O) o4 h( j  Z# f0 X; P
so 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,
) j( j9 Z  A% @. x" l它也是一種成長,一種領悟。" x& v) ^, w7 ^3 z+ u9 w, [
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我喜欢这一句。爱情真的就是一种成长,一种领悟。
9 O2 O3 F) G* d  h4 d! \7 y, O每一次爱情结束,都让我觉得,我的视野更宽阔了。" `# L; b0 o* V: G( z
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。。。
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