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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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* A  H) E3 _! I& g現在,她跟你在一起了。 , F% o- D7 U* r# a  c: x& ?

8 {" _) D; x. h1 c女生多半會幫男朋友想,
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& W6 D( z. f. `2 J9 w# w, 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, 6 l6 M* N9 P& v" u; c" G# F- s0 D

/ ?8 P! V2 `, H3 l$ b, C' k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。 & Q4 R: S3 b; R# ?0 s1 j# V

9 w4 |7 C9 T& L/ q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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. }) R( q- y( p9 ]4 E0 V但是雖然再熟,雖然你少去這些東西,她不會對你怎樣, $ v$ U  i6 J: g

# |1 I. u  e4 t) P5 z' B; p8 K% W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, $ u- ~5 X7 ~! D
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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, " I* D4 j; t# h$ R+ _

2 t6 u  U2 ]/ {. w/ D# I! z, X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, , `' F  R6 L3 g  L! c0 j

# P& U7 ^. j* H5 y+ p7 z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。 , j' S8 l/ ]& J" F/ _
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既然愛她,就多用一點心在她身上,
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所謂的用心,不是只有把時間花在她身上, 3 v6 H/ q3 I4 S/ M/ ?

4 v/ J/ q% I! U2 w$ W而是要去探尋她的內心,學著去懂她,
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! v: k8 N' X) k她需要的是什麼,她想表達但沒說出來的是什麼, + E4 _  m/ \  D- h  C- q6 s

( m- b: z  e" J9 l5 e2 J只要男生肯用心,將會發現,
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她的一舉一動,在在都在表現著她對你的愛,無可取代。
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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,
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" }: X+ S3 b9 R3 ?) B/ n8 G如果你不用心,只有等到後來她離開了你, 4 e" K% G% u, I" I" o

9 d1 z' y) A2 D9 k0 Q; `% O* Q6 Z才惋惜,才後悔。 8 o  n8 z; z. C/ J' {, Q7 R

- x& ?  V) O7 {兩個人能相愛,並不容易, / Z6 z* u8 d: r2 l9 i

4 Y# i8 e6 ~! X  V! E愛情,並不只是因為需要有一個人疼,
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它也是一種成長,一種領悟。
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& w5 _; K  H# W* E當你遇到一個願意與你心靈互相交會的女生,
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% h% k" h- u( n2 Z0 d- c一個願意為你付出的女生, " J. ]4 T( k9 r( J

+ ?! @+ A4 c3 C% |她的快樂與幸福,就是你的責任。
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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…。 " Y8 Z! a: ^+ E8 Y8 s- v7 Z- m6 }5 a
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我現在覺得…為什男生會常常被說木頭了。
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) E4 p' a# K( M% i. `. x9 s. U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, : a$ K) b' J/ j; A: t- F5 L

; B; a/ P- u5 l2 f' I- w# |我想是一份感覺跟默契吧。 4 C: ~  W, y. n# T

- K8 p! k( P' Q- |, z+ [4 u男生,總是在追到女生後,就會沒有在追的時候認真,用心, # c" ?) f- E  a2 Q; \6 H
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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。 & s9 h: j& R9 D3 |6 R: N0 s1 `
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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,
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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, / R1 E3 x- `' I* I+ w

, h/ ^& J+ I* r2 _9 S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8 o" g1 ~* ?4 B3 @) a' T: u
其實女生是需要珍惜的,不然一定會後悔- s" B& c6 u& }  t& i( ]

2 w3 J+ c) p  [' \$ J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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6 o& b, x2 ?/ v/ ?( }4 H現在,她跟你在一起了。
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$ k. y. E: i5 r; z1 \8 x女生多半會幫男朋友想,
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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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- t/ A' J4 U0 u( G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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0 p3 X3 Y: T9 }4 h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
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. {7 O) H* D+ ?  i不要做世界上下一个猪头男友!
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( Q" O7 [% m7 V, i" [- F& L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 J* n: ?& p* \1 w我想凡是男生都应该进来看才对!4 ~* J+ u+ E0 e* o$ ]+ H
有时并不是说男生什么,但他们就是比较慢领悟到事情( Q/ {5 a4 j# q) Y9 x
希望我以下登的故事也可以作一个提示吧; x( m1 e% Q) s6 @9 d
但因为想用原文才表达到那意思..+ r8 l- d  D- g% Y; L2 f& K2 ^
所以小妹或许会被扣威望哦....(哭)
* O4 [5 @( `& u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* w5 Q' Y) @7 O, ^

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* ^2 y0 T& O9 e) ZWhen You Divorce Me, Carry Me Out in Your Arms, ?! v. L8 _4 H  y
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On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped 0 i2 w8 a* @9 p6 g1 d3 |+ M* O: w
in
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car in my arms. So I carried her into our home. She was then plump and % C; T. V  g+ M  c* j
shy..
" I% J# t1 h( `9 R% QI was a strong and happy bridegroom.7 [$ p$ B; k9 x" y8 \) c

. l, y0 k3 v$ r! n3 r" K9 PThis was the scene ten years ago./ U. e1 G" R& `
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The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid;
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' a% T0 G% r9 n; Z0 k' Awent into business and tried to make more money. When the assets were
" Y) A3 Z- v% }steadily increasing, the affection between us seemed to ebb. She was a ) [8 O3 J; J: H. c4 h
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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.! o# ?- e2 p2 F
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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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. d/ n: t; f9 p9 wDew came into my life.+ m9 I9 c  W1 E

/ L! G  D: H: QIt was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from
. |5 h6 P, a1 W7 n6 {9 {) k* ubehind. My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love. This
! @2 R0 s, u; {1 Zwas the
0 |% @( _9 F4 A3 z+ k; B+ D3 P; Kapartment I bought for her.
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: Z3 C  ^& X) B3 H) g. B" KDew 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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( M' h: t0 \' x% u6 B( xMen like you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls.' |8 A2 G9 J  L5 z2 d
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Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I knew I had betrayed my
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I moved Dew's hands aside and said you go to select some furniture,
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& d2 q3 r$ g7 _% |2 v7 _I've got something to do in the company. Obviously she was unhappy, 4 i" p4 W1 `  j$ _$ ]
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I had promised to do it together with her. At the moment, the idea of
2 N0 G! s5 B; x/ j: k8 udivorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something
! E* k+ J" E7 y' s3 uimpossible to me.6 o+ i+ K' f1 r1 x) |& ^

9 ?; H, l3 ~# d+ `5 |) EHowever, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No
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mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt.
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2 V6 u6 W1 t0 ~Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing
1 ~- K4 I' O  [& J; n( T  |4 sdinner.
* d3 e8 r/ }7 u5 q! H6 l( tI was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon. Then we
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/ {$ @' I4 R  P" L. a3 M. tTV together. Or, I was lounging before the computer, visualizing Dew's 5 S7 o; W2 M& u7 A( A
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This was the means of my entertainment.4 n( ^. k4 @4 t0 W- E

" q: Y0 j5 ^# _One day I said to her in a slightly joking way, suppose we divorce,
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will you do? She stared at me for a few seconds without a word. : s. n+ d3 ^: U& K. ~
Apparently
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couldn't7 \0 |1 t8 ?0 g7 |/ E" t7 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 / W- s' ]- J( ?% D6 }, h
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staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide
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while talking to her. She seemed to have got some hint. She gently   J  O  c4 K! Q% U. [$ l2 y
smiled at1 ^* O3 c6 T% O% p6 B1 C/ _# }
my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes.  C/ f- Y, A. u0 j, R
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Once again, Dew said to me, He Ning, divorce her, O.K.? Then we live  V$ u( }$ G  ?! H4 {  Q% D
together. I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more.
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When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. I've got something - u0 S/ H' T/ D/ _
to
5 `, B5 I; D; T7 ytell you, I said. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the
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" O3 O# ~( S! a2 g2 x9 `- yher eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let
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7 y, ^) N9 t: h$ O* ~' Kknow what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the serious topic
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5 h/ O  g( q& _: P# h4 w3 `She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly,
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I'm serious. I avoided her question. This so-called answer made her + ]0 B. F2 W2 J# g6 o% R4 k
angry..* \  B, ?" x0 y' }' J
She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!% H" Y) s) P, k0 Z- w1 H
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That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she
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her a
. ^! d" X  R" K2 ^2 D- Qsatisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew.
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8 Z. v/ d8 M/ TWith a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated
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at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart. The
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- K' T# k# m) c, ]  }/ }5 RFinally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected 9 t0 W& b# ?6 g# F8 i( m" `
to
, T1 X3 l7 l" R6 D: P- X3 q% d$ bsee. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce
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, i! U9 I' R$ b! ^5 f/ i) zhad obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer.- P3 `3 K3 S) ]. f* v4 I) V+ t9 I
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Late that night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw " ?6 O( R. D* t& r9 X8 R
her
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she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again.* \, ]* V! h9 _: t
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She brought up her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from
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I was supposed to give her one month s time before divorce, and in the
1 w1 _& \+ E0 E6 E4 lmonth's time we must live as normal a life as possible. Her reason was
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" h2 D7 E- w% A2 sdidn't want him to see our marriage was broken.7 R$ b( A* R1 N8 j+ }

" K( `6 O6 z0 V' dShe passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me, He Ning, do
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3 l! f! w7 z% P6 J! W# b% mstill remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day? This7 Z' y$ u+ R, h
question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me. I   Z+ W; \4 f0 _2 r6 ]( d7 [% g
nodded  H: d. I# {) i/ }' s2 P
and said, I remember. You carried me in your arms, she continued, so, I   o6 r$ N" @- L, @& F( _( e
have
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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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4 e0 t8 R; j* u/ S* P$ T4 gI accepted with a smile. I knew she missed those sweet days and wished + R# u4 n2 o% u6 t" K
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end her marriage romantically.3 {% q( U% m3 A4 Y$ T0 P) ?
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I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and
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result of divorce, she said scornfully. Her words more or less made me & ~  a5 R; u1 i* f" O- I4 f
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$ N2 {# |1 Y" ~& I4 P2 d1 \My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention / w  ]0 S! A5 \+ I! K) o
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explicitly expressed. We even treated each other as a stranger. So when
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1 N  J5 c8 N- P$ @" ~% ncarried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son
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behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a % r1 c! h  r7 v) i
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of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I - C1 F; o& g$ b$ B; m% R
walked
; f' [3 @, U. Pover ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said
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  S; B; }: }6 X* [# y/ mLet us start from today, don't tell our son. I nodded, feeling somewhat  w) r0 ~) C3 m5 A- H) w- y+ ?
upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for a bus, I
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On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my
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0 [6 |* ]* m- B# trealized that I hadn't looked at this intimate woman carefully for a # E2 t- R6 h1 d/ ]& a
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time. I found she was not young any more. There were some fine wrinkles / k3 A' G$ w' z3 H
on
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On the third day, she whispered to me, the outside garden is being
" W1 a. D! U! K5 |* b6 Jdemolished. Be careful when you pass there.
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6 \+ E% c3 n/ P' G, q3 \* t9 cOn the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were * K# X) S6 b  d1 w
still( }$ M6 Z, F( @7 e) _- r/ f
an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms. The
7 F. W5 }7 J3 z' w# {6 J* N$ r+ ivisualization of Dew became vague., u7 b# r/ ?/ z, L& C$ O

( b' a7 J/ Q& g2 QOn the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as, 2 B6 ?! Z1 C9 v7 p, e" g5 D3 R
where$ [! T1 ?, g, F$ M# j9 B- U( a+ Y5 ~
she put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc. I
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The sense of intimacy was even stronger. I didn't tell Dew about this.5 ?6 t8 B- K$ E* H  A' ^7 S

: f8 z$ ]1 C: J- MI felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me9 b- n$ _+ n. K& K- ^2 H) U5 Y
stronger. I said to her, It seems not difficult to carry you now. She ' L# O: v3 a; w" O- U' ^4 z
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picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a 2 i8 K7 p; Z9 g3 n( u  c5 _
few
# S4 E) W+ _6 T* S/ `' Mbut could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have6 d% |* K0 o+ h7 e# {
grown bigger. I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was because she 1 `+ T1 u  O% w- w6 C$ ]
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thinner that I could carry her more easily, not because I was stronger.
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knew she had buried all the bitterness in her heart. Again, I felt a " N* u9 q  w$ y$ E0 A$ b
sense* [, E. N& B3 C1 E5 u% l5 V
of pain.. Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head.5 M& H5 G# u7 G+ F3 d( N. n  `4 v

2 M# _. t8 P- \3 G1 d2 j4 jOur son came in at the moment. Dad, it's time to carry mum out. He 2 G" A+ q& Z! a" T9 p* _9 q
said. To# w: c4 v4 V9 r5 W( F
him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been an essential " @) Y7 x; p  l- _
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his life. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I
  A% M" f9 \1 Q% r/ L! l; I, ~turned my face because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last- w7 c5 e6 y2 q
minute. I held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the ; o0 F2 y3 L3 \$ |3 Z( y7 A5 L
sitting
, R/ }3 v, t! q7 K, \room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. ( n& E+ G: t$ }6 U
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held her body tightly, as if we came back to our wedding day. But her
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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. & Z1 L) J, J* Q( O* L7 _
Our
1 D3 D# W7 h" N$ |" f+ pson 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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0 X; D0 H0 k% i& EI held her tightly and said, both you and I didn't notice that our life/ `: d; V) V: d
lacked intimacy.- e' c( K' {. U0 d; a
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I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid
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3 q! W$ F1 o8 Y$ y1 Z- idelay would make me change my decision. I walked upstairs. Dew opened ( ]& k" y( u- J% P1 V4 g& y
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door. I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I won't divorce. I'm serious.
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5 m7 e& p' j3 B3 E" v& h, jShe looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. You got no& f: C' Z  n; D$ J) Q/ h
fever.. She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I 2 v2 p7 b1 ^8 {1 A5 X! n$ m- g
can
1 X" C3 j8 r  j5 zonly say sorry to you, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring 5 i1 m1 T! _( ]9 v" Y; Q
probably
- d$ H2 H( N0 D/ Fbecause she and I didn't value the details of life, not because we
5 A( r1 q/ u- @5 d2 h6 Cdidn't
6 j# i& S4 J9 blove each other any more. Now I understand that since I carried her . k5 H2 E" k* F4 s9 r9 M( {% L' u
into the
& o: M0 _. p, k0 r8 H: K4 a1 nhome, she gave birth to our child, I am supposed to hold her until I am
  q- b5 ]) ^8 W- c/ ^old.
' R. u6 }, C$ P& n0 ^+ pSo I have to say sorry to you.
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Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then
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door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove to the office.
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6 R) f% m5 s; n6 O4 OWhen I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my 0 e4 d' S( e' x
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which was her favorite. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the ' U, Y5 ?, a6 p1 n4 h& {5 p, t, G- u, w
card. I
: M+ ^& ^) S& [% S: u6 csmiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until we are old.

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好多英文字。。。XD- x# Z; }7 ^* ?! u1 J
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$ \" C! X1 ~0 k* ~+ X
好多英文字。。。XD( \4 u! L  b2 [4 N5 l2 B
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!
" w' }8 A6 ^3 F# k/ L  U* n- f竟然执著于两个男生之中
' V& s4 H, a- u$ X  ]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..* E0 w0 z* m+ M+ u" m/ c+ Q
i mean the English one.../ r' Q' @3 U4 a! y# {
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,! N+ z% @- x* s/ k3 c+ l) v: u
它也是一種成長,一種領悟。3 v$ ~' j/ w0 j2 P
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( ^9 z7 Q0 X3 R+ e# @我喜欢这一句。爱情真的就是一种成长,一种领悟。
/ e! i1 Z% @/ Z: h: q每一次爱情结束,都让我觉得,我的视野更宽阔了。
  s3 X- Q9 }! V% |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。。。# x' j: \4 S2 G* k
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http://www.cmc-audio.com) L& P& |) Z! Z! M5 g' t, ~
http://www.word-time.com

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