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第一次用英文写故事。貌似有点长，非常累的说＝。＝
The fallacy is love
She met him in the university who was three years older than her. That was exactly what she wanted when she imagined her future boyfriend's age.
They first met in an interview. As an interviewee, she remembered the interviewer's special shining eyes. And the interviewer, he was attracted by her strongly contrast character, serenity with vitality.
When worked in the same department, they talked gaily, which made both acknowledged that such happiness had never happened before. They usually made the same reflection towards one thing. It threw a light on them that they had similar personality but different environment while growing up. He was in a poor and split family which enabled him endeavor from an early time, while she was immersed in immense happiness of family which gave her personality a surreal feature. They set the same goal, but covered different tracks.
She gradually knew he had experienced a lot in the past, while her past was a piece of blank paper. \"Wow, what an exciting film you have acted.\" Her speaking was usually accompanying with enchanting smiles, \"Look at me. I only have the role to see others' films.\" He smiled silently, with a tender view on her, eager to know more about this pure girl in front of his face, and said \"A blank book usually represents infinity.\"
Soon he realized the prophecy is apt to be true. The more he focused on her, the harder he could understand her. Her agreeable character, natural but proper behavior, rich inner and resolute spirit which were reflected by her performance always brought him one surprise after another. \"She is really a gift, and may I have the honor?\" He usually thought these in dark nights. So experienced he was, he could easily assure himself that he had fallen in love. And this time, unfortunately, was the most serious one.
She could also sense the huge magnet, that one was able to know what she thought even before she spoke and guided her out of the mess of think. However she only positioned him as a predecessor and mentor. She dare not cross the border, for the intuition told her things beyond this line couldn't be controlled by her.
They only spent less than one year together in the campus, but since he appeared, the life had been colorful, she thought. In some Sundays she would go to watch his football match, in which he played with fancy skills and power. On the green filed ，she can see his life is open and bloom to the acme. He also sang well, his affecting voice suggested saturate spirit and confidence, which she appreciated and expected much but didn't own. That may be why she was fascinated by him. She still remembered once she went to KTV with him. He held the microphone for her, and persuaded her to open her mouth, when her timidity was all exposed in front of him. She sang a complete song for the first time in fornt of the mass. Seeing his encouraging eyes, she began to realize that she depended on him mentally.
During the exam-preparing time, he had adequate reasons to company her, reading beside her though in fact he had nothing to review. Having meal together after a long time studying silently gave them fresh air and opportunity to know each other better. Many little anecdotes in childhood and daily life were exchanged during that time. Once she told him she didn't have breakfast or even lunch when there was an exam in the day, for it would make her sleepy. What she only ate is chocolate. And from that day, every night when their learning in library finished, he would pull her arm and put a piece of chocolate in her hand. He was confident that he could move her little by little.
Little by little, she found it was hard to refuse, but still didn't nod. His friend once told her a lot that one year ago they both pursued a beautiful and bright girl, \"just as good as you\". This thing seemed to be accepted only as a story by her. But since then the uncertain feeling became much stronger. She would think what love was, whether she really knew the experienced man and whether his love was true from time to time, but wasn't available to give herself an answer. Things beyond the line were still not manageable for a black girl like her.
Things seemed to be at a standstill, but time didn't. In the summer they sometimes could have the same selective lesson and share popular songs, but this is the last summer he stayed here.
He beared in mind her sorrowful crying in the telephone the last night before he left. But he still couldn't understand why she didn't accept him. He began to sing lightly in phone, the tender song going in to her heart through the line, but got no response.
After that summer, he left for a remote country, starting a new hard life, full of strive and nutrition. In those days without him, she walked along his traces, where he did experiments, where he played football, where he pondered painfully. She smiled silently, no longer asked herself those stupid questions. That was a relationship between an ignorant girl and a man. The only faith left in her mind was to transcend herself, to obtain the qualification to achieve her goal of life. And in this aspect, he is her mentor.
The foreign study life made him more mature, which extend their gap. When a past friend was not available to talk equally with him, he would like to help it without dilemma, but wouldn't communicate with it any longer. Now she was that kind of friend. He wished her be good, be strong. He taught her \"you can't always keep a good man down\". He told her, \"I am going to have a long journey\". That was the last sentence appeared in her mailbox. Then, he hided behind the curtain to see the drastic changes she experienced in her mind.
She gradually learned to be independent, think by herself, and bear the painful pressure. Whenever she wanted to communicate with him, she just cried to herself. By degrees, there were less tears and more true smiles on her faces. Things around her got better and better.
Every girl would has a man in her memory, maybe, once appeared in her life, who helped her realize herself, perfect her character, imitate and abstract what a mature woman should be. And when she became an experienced woman, the man is common as any other one in the world.
Four years later, when he again met the girl three years younger than him, he was gratified to see a placid woman radiant with confidence, though a little astonished. That instantly waked his love buried at the bottom of the heart. \"How are these years going?\" he smiled silently and asked, with eyes shining like old days. \"Well, nothing different,\" she answered with the same enchanting smile, \"just met a mentor and loose contact with him at last.\" |
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发表于 2007-4-30 14:40:10
