About the most touching and romantic love article 1: The apple bitten by a bug is called love!
He and she are college classmates and lovers, and they are the envy of their classmates. They love each other very much. He was poor at that time and didn't have much money. She likes apples best, so he went to the market to buy her apples bitten by insects. Apples bitten by insects are very cheap. Apples are covered with small holes bitten by insects, like cute little eyes. He also wants to buy a good one, but the good one is too expensive.
The original apple bitten by a bug is called love! When he gave her an apple bitten by a bug, she was very angry and thought he was too stingy to buy such a bad apple, which made her lose face in front of her classmates. He smiled and said that the apples with bug eyes were not sprayed with pesticides, so he took a fruit knife and carefully dug out all those bug eyes. Then, he began to peel the apple. He peeled it seriously and persistently. She was shocked, because he could peel the apple long and thin, and it didn't break until the end. When he gave her a peeled apple, he couldn't see that the apple had been bitten by a bug at all, just like taking off a coat.
Later, she gradually liked to let him peel apples, because she liked to watch him peel apples, as if he were making a work of art. Once the school held a literary activity, he showed the students how to peel apples. When he pulled a thin and long apple peel away, all the students in the audience were shocked. The students asked him why he peeled apples so well. He simply replied:? Cut with heart and love. ? The audience immediately burst into warm applause.
Later, they graduated from college. In order to stay in this beautiful city, they desperately searched for jobs and soon found suitable jobs. At that time, he was struggling for his career, very tired and busy. Naturally, he spent less time with her, and only had the opportunity to get together in the rented cabin at night. At night, he always lies in bed and looks very tired. She asked him to peel an apple, and he said with a wry smile. I have to work tomorrow! Sleep! ? She felt that he didn't love her very much, so she often recalled her college days and the scene when he peeled apples for her. She has a strange sense of emptiness.
He developed rapidly in the company, with a lot of business and a busy life every day. Sometimes he goes on business, goes to a distant city and doesn't come back for several days. When he was away, she was a little lonely and lost. At this moment, her boss approached her. The boss is a mature and steady middle-aged man, and his charm attracts her. Her boss often buys a lot of apples for her. They are all good apples, with no bug eyes and smooth skin, so they don't need to be peeled. She was very moved, and finally, by chance, she cheated on her. Afterwards, she felt sorry for him, regretted and hated herself for being so impulsive.
When he came back from business trip, she told him about her infidelity. She decided to break up with him if he refused to forgive her, because she didn't want to cheat his feelings any more. Knowing this, he was silent for a long time and said, let me peel an apple for you! ? He took an apple full of bug eyes and began to peel it. First, he carefully gouged out the bug's eyes one by one, and then he began to peel them. She watched him peel apples, thinking of her first love, the campus and the good times with him. What surprised her even more was that he was so skilled and dedicated in peeling apples. When he handed her a peeled apple, he said, we can't throw it away just because it has a bug eye. In that case, it would be a pity! After all, a fruit has undergone flowering and pollination, and it is not easy to have this fruit! We can eat the bug's eyes as soon as possible. ?
She shed tears, and she knew that this apple with bug eyes was their love.
On the second most touching romantic love: deep love, don't let you know.
On rainy days, there are few customers and nothing to do.
Deep love won't let you know that someone politely lifted the bead curtain and closed the umbrella outside the door.
Beautiful girl, clean face, clean eyes, clean clothes.
Say hello, then leave her alone and let her choose freely in the shop.
She carefully picked up her favorite little things one by one, looked at them for a while, touched them carefully and put them down again. I noticed that she always looks at the price first.
Presumably, the economy is not so good.
She finally chose a beautiful fashion watches, a delicate small backpack. To my surprise, those two things are not cheap.
Do you want these two? I keep a straight face.
Is there a discount? She asked in a low voice, a little shy and blushing.
The weather is bad and there are few customers. You seldom come. Let's make a 20% discount. I have been a shopkeeper for two years, and I can handle such things easily.
She hesitated, but nodded, and without further bargaining, handed it to me.
I once brought them here to pack, but she stopped me. She said, I'll give you some money first, you put it back, and I'll come back for it later, okay?
I was a little confused, but I quickly agreed that some customers would order something and pay a little deposit. But unexpectedly, the deposit she paid actually exceeded half of the total price. The rest of the money, no more than one hundred yuan. What a strange girl. In that case, why not take it with you?
Although I have doubts, I don't ask much. This is the freedom of customers. Since she paid so much money, she used to wrap it up for her and wait for her to pick it up.
But she stopped me and whispered, will you put them back first? In the eyes, there is something of a request.
I smiled, nodded, and carefully put my bag and watch back.
Thank you. I'll be right there. As soon as her eyes lit up, she went to the door and took the umbrella, and soon disappeared out of my sight.
This strange girl!
Soon she came again, but not alone. Behind her, there is a tall boy whose temperament really suits her. Clean face, clean eyes and cotton khaki coat.
I was just about to give her the bag and watch that she paid more than half of the money in advance, but she didn't seem to see me. She turned and took the boy's hand and said, I like that bag. Look, it's red. There are many trips. With that, I pulled the boy to the front of the bag before me.
You can buy it if you like. The boy reached for the bag and handed it to her, saying it was just beautiful.
She nodded, held the bag in her arms, and her eyes continued to search around.
I held my breath and said nothing to see what she was going to do.
She pretended to be true. Touch this and look at that. In two minutes, just? Surprise? I slowly saw the fashion watch again. Bring it here, turn your head, and pull the boy's arm to be coquettish. You said that you would give me two gifts on my birthday in this year.
The boy blushed slightly and whispered, of course, as long as you like.
She almost jumped up with joy, came up to me with two things she had chosen a long time ago and asked me, boss, how much is it? Say, turn your back on the boy and wink at me.
I suddenly understood, my heart warmed up, and I blurted out, you really know how to choose. These two items are on sale today, and then I will make an offer.
She looked back at the boy.
The boy's face is redder. Push her gently. Too cheap, too cheap. Buy something else. I have money.
I want them. She held something in her arms. I like it. The voice is willful, pay quickly.
The boy is obviously used to obeying her temper. No longer speak, hurriedly took out money from his pocket, about four or five hundred dollars. Presumably, he is going to buy her a present.
I smiled, pulled out a hundred dollars, and took out a pair of cartoon lovers' cups from behind when I got the change. I said that all the customers who had birthdays had gifts from us. I put the cup in her arms and said, happy birthday.
Because I was happy, my face turned red in an instant, and I repeatedly said thank you, and the boys followed suit, with a sincere tone.
Then they left, and she held the gift and was safely held in his arms. It's raining hard. They are holding umbrellas together, but I know that none of them will get wet because they love each other so much.
He loves her, and that kind of affection is beyond words. She loves him, gives him enough self-esteem, and doesn't let him have it. What is certain is that they are a pair of poor lovers, but the material proportion is in their love, have they lost weight?
Love? How much love? That's all, but I love him deeply and don't let him know.
About the most touching and romantic love Part III: Love in a photo frame
She had her first love before holding hands with her current husband.
The love in the picture frame was on the night train, and she had a wonderful encounter with that person. They are all very young. He went back to the army, she went to school, the wheels hit the tracks, and the passengers fell asleep. Only he and she talked in a low voice through a small room, smiling from time to time, so happy.
Everyone felt that it was a long time to meet each other, so they exchanged addresses when they broke up and had three years of correspondence. His army has been in the frozen mountainous area all the year round, and when the stationery on the plateau reaches her hand, it is often months later. However, hiding in the Woods behind the school and reading those gorgeous words filled her with endless sweetness.
Did he suddenly stop answering letters, and then all her letters were posted? There is no such person? The note was returned.
She doesn't know why this happened. She's going crazy. However, she had to wait all the way. After graduation, he is still missing. She is determined to take the address on the envelope and look for it thousands of miles away? Husband? I don't want to have an accident in the last few days of internship, and my brain is injured, leaving a slight sequela.
The school negotiated with the factory where she practiced, and she was left to work as a night school teacher in that enviable state-owned factory.
Every night, she gives lessons to the workers. Her forehead is white and her smile is charming. She stood on the platform like a blooming magnolia. A simple young man fell in love with her. He is uneducated, plain-looking, and his family is not rich, but he knows the cold and the hot, and he bravely pursues her. Considering that it was impossible to be with her first love, she agreed to the proposal.
Time flies, the children grow up and the family is still safe. However, whenever the dead of night, through the cold moonlight outside the window, looking at the sleeping pillow person, often there will be sadness and unwillingness to come to mind. There is also guilt, because she feels that no matter how hard she tries, she can't fall in love with this gentle and honest man.
When she went downstairs to buy food that day, her left foot stepped on the shoelace of her right foot and fell down the stairs. Her brain was hit hard again and she lay in bed.
In the ward, she is like a piece of ignorant wood, completely ignorant. The day she was taken to the hospital, she believed it? Do men cry lightly? How the man knelt down in front of everyone and begged the doctor to save her; I don't know how the panting man who suffered from cor pulmonale easily refused everyone's help and stayed by her bed in clothes a few months before she fell down. I don't know how the wronged man read those letters to her while crying after her condition stabilized.
She kept those letters carefully in a small wooden box under her bed. She didn't reveal the secret in the wooden box to the man, and the man never asked her severely, but she guessed from the man's occasional look at the wooden box that he actually knew.
Bent on saving her, he consulted everyone who might have a way. Someone told him to stimulate her with something she liked, and he immediately thought of the wooden box. However, sitting by the bed, he didn't act, fearing that tampering with the wooden box without her permission would offend her.
To tell the truth, he is a little afraid of her. After many years of marriage, she was always gentle and elegant, and never spoke loudly to him, but he thought she was going to marry him, so he owed her, and he couldn't make her sad. But what is important now is to save lives. He persuaded himself again and again, and finally pulled out the wooden box and opened it.
As he guessed, it was a letter, a letter from the man she loved and the man she would never forget. These letters were carefully arranged and bundled in the order she read them on time. After years of erosion, they are still as flat as new. He opened the letters one by one with trembling hands and began to read. The taste in his heart is really indescribable.
That night, he was alone at home, wearing an onion and drunk. He left his wife in the care of his daughter for the first time.
The next day, a man with red eyes appeared in the ward, sat down and began to read a letter to his wife loudly.
Those sincere words, such as flowing water, gradually moved by the true feelings between the lines, he felt admiration and even felt sorry for her, thinking that the man who wrote the letter was really excellent.
At the same time, the confusion in his heart is getting heavier and heavier. Why did that man suddenly disappear? Is there any special reason?
Men began to look for answers in their leisure time to take care of their wives. Although it lasted for many years, he found an inside story. It turned out that this man who has been very strong suddenly got a brain tumor. In order not to drag her down, he reluctantly gave up what he wanted. That man died a few years ago.
Understand the truth, when men read letters, their emotions are higher and their feelings are richer. Sometimes when he reads a letter, he will have hallucinations and feel that he is the writer of that year. These letters poured out his own thoughts and expressed his true feelings.
A miracle happened. Five months and seven days after he read the letter, she woke up.
He was ecstatic and held the letter to his chest, thinking that he must take good care of it. On impulse, he ran out and bought a gorgeous photo frame, put the letter in it and put it on the bedside of the bedroom.
After another period of treatment, the doctor said he could go home and rest. The man carried her into the bedroom and put her on the bed carefully. At first, her eyes were a little dull, but when she saw the photo frame on the bedside table, her eyes suddenly lit up and she touched her mouth slightly, as if smiling.
Men can see this picture frame every day, and they are full of gratitude, but today is different. He felt a sharp pain when he thought that his wife must remember the happy time of that year. In an instant, he understood what it meant to be close.
In the evening, when his wife was sleeping, he went to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of wine. When he was a little drunk, he found a piece of writing paper, thought bitterly for a few minutes and wrote: Lan Ruo, after living together for so many years, can't you love me for one day?
This is the first time a man has written a love letter to his wife since he got married. In the past, he only loved her down to earth and never thought of writing a word to his beloved woman. After writing, he put down his pen, hunched his back and trudged out of the house. The street was full of traffic and bright lights, but he felt lonely as never before. Holding his hands tightly, he slowly sat on the side of the road, looking at the world in front of him and sighing about his first half of life.
I don't know how long it took. He wiped his eyes and came home to see his letter. Love letter? It's still on the table. He went up to him and tried to put the paper away, but suddenly he found that there was an extra line on the paper. He put the newspaper close to his eyes and read it quietly. Lan Ruo, after living together for half a life, can't you love me for one day? This is what he just wrote. Now he reads it, his heart is more sour than before, and tears come to his eyes. He wiped his eyes hard, and then went on reading. The words were crooked: Shuigen, I love you every day from now on. Lan Ruo?
Love you every day, love you every day, love you every day, repeating these five words over and over again, he stood up and strode into the bedroom with tears in his face.
She leaned back on the bed, smiled at him, and handed me a pair of white and thin hands in trust. He sat down by the bed, held her cold hand tightly and choked. With tears in her eyes, she said to her daughter standing by: Go, change the love letter from mom and dad into the photo frame at the bedside. ?
For the first time in many years, when her daughter fiddled with the photo frame, she gently rested her head on his shoulder.