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Happiness on the road to the love What is the happiness? Happiness wind someone give you put on one coat get up, it is two person share one steamed bun to be poor. What is happiness, happiness whether brow of him wrinkle, heart of you follow him to be together getting dark too, what is the happiness? The happiness is that the day with him has many days, but you think it only several hours short, and he leaves on many days when you left you think again that seem to part for many years. The happiness is a delicate emotion not needing the speech to experience, an expression in one’s eyes, one are caressed, even a sentence of simple but dull words, can all let the other side feel, no matter the person that you love is to you, or love the person of you to you.

Having once read such an article, there are a pair of men and women in love in the article, the woman asked a man such a questions suddenly one day, if I and your poverty were penniless, anyone gives us a steamed bun when dying of hunger soon, do you say and are eaten by you or you would like to eat for me? Having in fact had answers in the woman’s heart at this time, because the man loves her so deeply, even exceed and love himself, steamed bun must be eaten for oneself. However, the man was suddenly reticent for a moment, then he is embracing women gently, the gentle one says to the woman, I will not eat the steamed bun for you, I want oneself to be eaten. The woman is amazed by in the heart, she has not expected to love her man will suddenly for such an answer to oneself so deeply, even if it is he himself that want, live on why cheat oneself he, why insist on oneself getting an answer that does not expect? The woman’s shoulder can’t help in man’s chest being quiver, the cold ice like winter which her heart cooled in a flash, what the man’s look changes quickly before her eyes too is so strange. It is clear man really for man not to seem, it is that piece that dote on her fond of kindhearted man of her in accordance with her.

The man is when after answering the woman’s question, he found out the woman’s worry, feel woman puzzledding in the heart, then he make whom health that woman tremble hold up urgent, say ” you who are dear know why why the last steamed bun is not eaten for you with the sound that is full of loving tenderly deeply, but do I myself eat? Because I want to utilize the last steamed bun to give you a piece of time to live on a bit longer to my strength, I should be after eating up the steamed bun, send for the food for you, if really there are not other things that can be fed to you, I use knife one one cut, give you wipe out meat of me, until I finish cutting my meat on one’s body, the blood flow died until I flow. “When the man finishes saying the words, the sparkling and crystal-clear teardrop flashes in the eyes. The woman has cried, cry for misunderstanding men by oneself, paying crying for dying oneself for oneself like this for the man, it can have by something in the world than pass by love such,have what kind of oath can than lasting pieces of love devotion in the the norths that steamed bun bringing. Though it is only a steamed bun.

Then I am only 16 years old when reading this story, have been really moved.

Several years passed by now, this story has not been erased in my memory all the time, do not know why, can not forget all the time. I know I wish eagerly oneself can can meet one oneself pay or even people of the life whole-heartedly so as woman in the article, the people he that I wish eagerly in the heart just find me yet at one time, really appear at my side, I am only that a face is too ignorant to find. I am always thinking so. But I often hope he is just at my side.

A things are put by my desk, not the vase, not even some ornaments, but an apple. It is 20 days since this apple has been put, the apple is no longer fresh, the gloss not already so tender as other apple and water too, even begin to have phenomenon of the rough skin. I put at desk it straight, I will see it when being careless come off duty, I will see it when being careless go to work, heart there is a kind of baffled feeling, very comfortable. This is true. The apple brings at time when I come back from that side of his. When actually took this apple, really plan to be eaten on the road. But I have not eaten on the way, I do not know why one’s own lower mouth to an apple quickly, perhaps because the apple is brought from him, it was he that bought, it was that he buys to me. So I am unwilling. Bring his apple when far away from himming, how could I be willing to to eat up it? Leave apples, silent putting it on the desk, only want to keep its fragrance and an attentive wisp of his here. Is this taste of love? It is that kind that can not see his baffled inanition in the heart, see the appearance at a loss glad again after him? Never found the love sometimes can really change a person, can make the dull tidal surge of emotion that can change float, can make tidal surge of emotion floating change like water quiet, can make two people two feeling d to meet by chance make an appointment, make two feeling make an appointmant with vigorous a solemn pledge of love.

Then,and then love line behind day meeting what like? I should ask it, ask, ask oneself whether or turn round to ask he on one side? Will turn round, want ask him, already, since an own face is getting ignorant quickly in front of him. I do not know whether I should ask, the doubt that he will be baffled that afraid. Love him, marry him, OK? Will he also love me like before or I will marry him afterwards? I whether that kind ask, needn’t have as long as the heaven and earth endure people once only, I liked the feature to observe and like the curtain in the morning and evening with each other.

Understand very much oneself is not that kind of person that asked to some extent, I needn’t ask the enjoyment of the material when the a lot of, I needn’t ask to shine gaudy money, I ask him can look like I man at the story can like to give up everything for me either, I only ask two words, that is wholehearted. The serious one is real, the heart at heart. So long as it is can all one’s life in love to be wholehearted, get when can change either, ” until everywhere old can not go the still can sing in a song, you still still regard me as the treasure of hands at heart “  . Not much else, the serious one is real, the heart at heart.

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