关于爱的英语故事50字

关于爱的英语故事

爱情和情歌一样，最高境界是余音袅袅。只有细水长流才会有相濡以沫的爱情。本文是关于爱情的 英语 故事 ，希望对大家有帮助!关于爱情的英语故事篇一 A beautiful true love story One day, a young guy and a young girl fell in love. But the guy came from a poor family. The girl’s parents weren’t too happy. So the young man decided not only to court the girl but to court her parents as well. In time, the parents saw that he was a good man and was worthy of their aughter’s hand. 有一天，一个年轻小伙子和一位年轻姑娘坠入爱河。但小伙子出身贫寒。姑娘的父母不 太乐意。所以年轻小伙决定不仅向女孩求爱，也向她父母请求。随着时间推移，姑娘的父母 发现这个小伙子很不错，是值得女儿托付的人。 But there was another problem: The man was a soldier. Soon, war broke out and he was being sent overseas for a year. The week before he left, the man knelt on his knee and asked his lady love, “Will you marry me?” She wiped a tear, said yes, and they were engaged. They agreed that when he got back in one year, they would get married. 可是有一个问题：这个小伙子个士兵。不久战争爆发了，他被派往海外一年。在他离开 的前一礼拜，他跪到姑娘的面前向她恳求，“你愿意嫁给我吗??姑娘擦了擦眼泪说愿，于 是他们了订婚了，说好等他一年后回来后就结婚。 But tragedy struck. A few days after he left, the girl had a major vehicular accident. It was a head-on collision. When she woke up in the hospital, she saw her father and mother crying. Immediately, she knew that he must had been badly injured. 但悲剧发生了。就在他离开在几天后，姑娘遇上车辆迎头相撞的重大车祸。当她醒来的 时候她躺在了医院，看到父母亲在哭泣，她意立刻识到自己伤得不轻。 She later found out that she suffered brain injury. The part of her brain that controlled her f ace muscles was damaged. Her once lovely face was now disfigured. She cried as she saw herself in the mirror. “Yesterday, I was beautiful. Today, I’m a monster.” Her body was also covered with so many ugly wounds. Right there and then, she decided to release her fiancé from their promise. She knew he wouldn’t want her anymore. She would forget about him and never see him again. 后来，她发现她自己是脑损伤。控制她的脸部肌肉的那部分大脑受损，她那张人见人爱 的脸现在毁了。在镜子里看到自己样子，她不禁痛哭起来。“昨天我是美丽的。今天却成了 丑八怪”。她浑身都是可怕的伤口。此时此刻，她决定背离他俩许下的承诺，离开她的未婚 夫。她心想他是不会要她了，她要忘了他，再也不见他。 For one year, the soldier wrote many letters — but she wouldn’t answer. He phoned her many times but she wouldn’t return her calls. 一年之中，这位士兵小伙子给她写了许多信，她就是不回复。他给她打许多次电话，她 也不回电话。 But after one year, the mother walked into her room and announced, “He’s back from the war.” The girl shouted, “No! Please don’t tell him about me. Don’t tell him I’m here!” 一年后，母亲走进她的房间告诉她说，“他已从战场上回来了”。姑娘大声说道。“不! 不要把我的情况告诉他，别告诉他我在这里。” The mother said, “He’s getting married,” and handed her a wedding invitation. The girl’s heart sank. She knew she still loved him — but she had to forget him now. With great sadness, she opened the wedding invitation. And then she saw her name on it! 母亲又对她说，“他要结婚了”，说着递给她一个婚礼请帖。姑娘的心碎了，她知道自 己还爱着他，可是现在她必须忘了他。怀着较大悲伤，她打开了婚礼请帖，赫然看到请帖上 写着她的名字! Confused, she asked, “What is this?” “怎么回事?”她困惑不已。 That was when the young man entered her room with a bouquet of flowers. He knelt beside her and asked, “Will you marry me?” 就在这时候，这位年轻小伙子拿一束鲜花走进了她的房间。他跪在她身旁问道：“你 愿意嫁给我吗?” The girl covered her face with her hands and said, “I’m ugly!” 姑娘用手掌捂着脸说，“我丑!” The man said, “Without your permission, your mother sent me your photos. When I saw your photos, I realized that nothing has changed. You’re still the person I fell in deep love. You’re still as beautiful as ever. Because I love you!” 小伙子答道，“没有问你的允许，你妈妈把你的照片寄给了我。我看到你的照片，我 想没有什么可改变的，你仍然是我深爱的人。你还是像以前一样美丽，因为我爱你!” 关于爱情的英语故事篇二 How to keep in touch with my girl friend More than 2000 kilometers apart, I cannot stay with my girlfriend, a beautiful and lovely girl, for we are both busy in studying and working respectively. Almost every night, if not always, she turns up in my dreams, in white wedding dresses with a bunch of flowers in hand, wearing happy smile. My mind, if not occupied by the dull books and endless homework, is always full of her pretty face, her sweet smiles, her tender kisses and her smart tricks. Every day is just a torture for us. I can hardly imagine how I can continue to suffer for another three years. Efficient communication is essential for us, for we miss each other strongly! If the money left in my telephone card is not zero and I happen to be in dormitory, I must constrain myself from calling her, because as a teacher in a university, she has her own business to deal with and I don’t not like to bother her. When I finish my lunch, I dash back and dial her number which is so familiar for me that I can dial it with my eyes closed. Every night, back from the library, although tired and sleepy, I chat with her for at least 20 minutes, just to hear her wonderful voice, which is indispensable for me. Sometimes we chat into deep night, and time always elapses before we know it. If we happen to fail to call, it is hard for me to have a sound sleep. When I am puzzled with some questions, her voice will always inspire me and bring forward new ideas which lead to excellent solutions. What a great miracle! When she run into some difficulties, she always appeals to me and I try my best to comfort her and give some advice. I prefer telephone cards to food although my income is limited, and she takes the initiative to call me because she’d like me to feed myself well. Thanks for the mobile communication technology that is developing fast, we can send short messages with cell phones. We send at least 10 every day, just to feel each other and make us felt. When we are happy or sad, the first reaction is to tell each other in the short messages. I copy all the short messages in my diary and so does she. Sometimes I read them repeatedly, with a warm passion floating in my heart. It is convenient for us to surf on the Internet and we chat through QQ, a popular and free instant communication tool. We bought and installed digital cameras so that we can see each other vividly. Sometimes the pictures captured by the cameras are not so fluent owe to the limited network band but we can endure it because what really count is that we can see each other as if we are nearby. She tells me that she is worried about me when she finds that I am thinner than before and exhorts me to take care. We send e-mails to tell how deep we love each other. Old and almost obsolete as it is, we write to each other frequently. We appreciate the written letters for they make us appreciate and value the warmth. I keep the letters neatly in my drawer and go through them before sleeping. I believe the letters will be our wealth in our life which is so valuable that they cannot be assessed by money or anything else. From time to time, we send little and lovely presents, just to give each other a sweet surprise. When I take photos on the campus of Tsinghua University, I send them to her to confirm her that I am well. When the winter comes, she sends me warm clothes. So as you see, we can feel love and happiness every day in spite of the long distance because we love and care for each other deeply, and we believe the true love will always prevail! 关于爱情的英语故事篇三 最浪漫的回忆 As Anna looked out the window of her old beach house on the edge of the emerald sea, she bedpan to remember all the beautiful memories she had there throughout her many years. One memory in particular seemed to come to mind It was about 70 years ago late in the month of.August. Anna was 16 years old and that was her first summer together with Peter. Although she felt that she had been with him forever, it had only been a short month since then had tirst met on that very beach. This particular day was so memorable that Anna found herself thinking about it all the time, since Peter ha、passed away. 坐落在翠绿的海边的海滨别墅里，安娜望着窗外，开始回忆起她多年来在那里留下的美丽的瞬间，关于其中的某个瞬间的记忆犹为深刻。故事发生在大概70年前的深秋，那年安娜16岁，也是她和皮特一起度过的第一个夏天。尽管她感觉已经和皮特在一起很久了，可实际上自从他们第一次在海滩相遇才过去短短一个月而已。那是特殊的一天，是值得回忆的一天，自从皮特去世后，安娜的思绪总是不自觉地回到那一天。 Early that morning at about 5:45, Anna awoke to the sound of a tapping on her window. When she opened the window, to her surprise Peter was standing there with a picnic basket and a blanket. Peter told Anna that since it was his last day at the beach this summer that he wanted to spend the entire day with her. from the time of the sunrise to after the sunset on the horizon. After they watched the sunrise early that and ate their romantic picnic breakfast. they一sat on the swing at the nearby park.They talked for hours on end, telling each other how they would keep in touch until they could be together the following summer. 那天清晨约5:45,安娜就被轻轻敲打窗子的声音弄醒了打开窗，她惊讶地发现皮特站在窗外手里提着野餐篮和毯子他说今天是和安娜一起在海滩度过的这个夏天的最后一天，他想要一整天都和安娜在一起，从日出到日落他们一起观看老人那天清晨的的日出，一起享用了一顿浪漫的野餐早餐，一起在附近的公园荡秋千他们交谈了好几个小时，让彼此知道他们会一直保持联系，直到第二年夏天再次相见。 It was a beautiful day and the aun beamed down on them in the early afternoon as they swam in the waves of the crystal clear water at the beach. Anna could remember them splashing and playing in the water for what has seemed like a million years and not knowing where all the time had gone. 那天天气很好，他们在海边清澈的波浪里 游泳 ，午后的阳光照耀在他们身上安娜仍然记得，他们在海里打着水仗，时间在嬉戏中不知不觉地流失。 It was already starting to get dark on the beach. So then, Anna and Peter dried off and found a pretty spot at the top of a hill they had often gone to talk throughout the summer. They set out their blankets and laid in each other's arm until all of sudder it began to pour. Most people would have thought that the rain would put a damper on their prfect day, but Anna still remembers the strike of excitement it sent through her, as the drops poured down.The way Peter had taken her by the hand and led her down the side of muddy hill to the beach sent chills up her spine.They began to dance right there on the sand, in th a pouring rain. As they danced. in each other strong embrace.Anna could still remember Peter's exact words. He said to her.‘f love you Anna and f want to be with you and only you for the rest of my life’At that very moment. Anna knew that she felt exactly the same and that they would be together for the rest of their lives. 海滩开始呈现夜色，安娜和皮特待衣服风干后，在整个夏天他们聊天常去的小山顶上找到了一处好位置，摊开毯子，彼此依偎，直到突然下起倾盆大雨.大多数人也许会觉得这场雨给他俩完美的一天带来些许遗憾，而安娜却仍然记得当雨点倾泻而至时自己体会到的兴奋皮特牵着她的手，带着她走下泥泞的山坡，一直走到海滩上的情形令她心动神摇倾盆大雨中，他们开始在沙滩上跳舞，他们跳着、紧紧地拥抱着对方，“我爱你，安娜，我希望能和你共度此生，也只想和你共度此生”，这些话，安娜仍然清楚地记得.在那一刻，她知道，她的想法和皮特一样，他们将共度余生. As the rain bedpan to stop and the clouds cleared from the sky, Peter and Anna sat down to watch the most beautiful sunset that either of them had ever seen. Peter walked Anna home that night and regardless of how hard it was for the both of them to say good-bye; they both knew it had to happen eventually. Throughout that year, Anna still remembers sending and receiving dozens of letters and pictures to keep in touch. 雨过云开，安娜和皮特一起坐着欣赏未曾见识过的落霞美景晚上皮特送安娜回家，尽管他们都不愿意说再见，但他们明自，这个时刻始终会到来安娜清楚地记得，那一年，他们保持着频繁的信件和照片联系。 Thinking back through the 69 wonderful years that they had together, that one day is the one that stands out most in her mind Although she had many more memories that are unforgettable with Peter, she still thinks back to the way he looked that night. The way his wet dark hair fell over his sapphire blue eyes still put butterflies in Anna's stomach’!In addition, the way that his strong body made her feel so safe as they danced in the rain, like ht would never let her go. 回忆起他们一起走过的幸福的69年时光，有关那大的记忆最为深刻尽管还有很多有关皮特的无法忘怀的回忆，她仍然经常回忆起那天晚上皮特的样子，他湿湿的黑发垂在深蓝色的眼睛上面的样子仍让她的心如小鹿般乱撞此外，他们雨中舞动时，他那强壮的体魄给她一种强烈的安全感，让她感觉他永远都不会放开她. Anna spent many days and nights for the past nine months since Peter had passed away reminiscing" about that one special day they had together, she never regretted any of the time they had spent together. She only cherished the way that sun looked as it raised and tell over the horizon. Anna continued to sit by her windowsill and dream of yesterday and she would continue to until the day she could be with her one true love, Peter again. 皮特去世后的9个月内，安娜日夜都沉浸在他们在海滩一起度过的那个特殊日子的美好回忆中。对于她和皮特一起度过的每一天，安娜井不觉得有任何遗憾，她只是在珍藏着那天日出日落的美景坐在窗边，安娜重温着昨大的记忆，日复一日，直到她和真爱皮特再次相聚的那天。

故事：在现实认知观的.基础上，对其描写成非常态性现象。是文学体裁的一种，侧重于事件发展过程的描述。强调情节的生动性和连贯性，较适于口头讲述。下面为大家带来了有关于爱的简单英文小故事，欢迎大家参考！

《Love》

Love is an art which involves deep emotion. It is a pure and lofty desire in ones innermost heart. Real love means not only a pleasure, but also loyalty and obligation. To love is to give and sacrifice. One who can not create happiness, even make sacrifice for his beloved, cannot be counted as a true lover.

To be loved you have to love. True lovers are willing to sacrifice themselves for each others sake. True love needs no expression in words. One glance is enough to make each other understand. A handshake, a gentle touch inspired by respect and admiration, will leave you intoxicated and remain in your memory. Even when you are old you will recall and cherish it with deep emotion.

Real love is unforgettable. With the development of science and technology, love becomes more noble, rich, fine and subtle. As is known to all, everyone is born with the right to love and also the right to refuse to return love. Human love exists with human beings. Wherever there are people, there is love.

Let us draw courage, confidence and happiness from love.

《When Love Beckons You》

When love beckons to you,follow him,though his ways are hard and steep.And when his wing sen fold you,yield to him,though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.And when he speaks to you,believe in him,though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning. Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun, so shall he descend to our roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.

But if, in your fear, you would seek only loves peace and loves pleasure, then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of loves threshing-floor, into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears. Love gives naught but it self and takes naught but from itself. Love possesses not, nor would it be possessed, for love is sufficient unto love.

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself. But if you love and must have desires, let these be your desires:

To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.

To know the pain of too much tenderness.

To be wounded by your own understanding of love;

And to bleed willingly and joyfully.

To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;

To rest at the noon hour and meditate loves ecstasy;

To return home at eventide with gratitude;

And then to sleep with a payer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

奶奶的爱

We had moved from Cairo to Mt. Vernon, Illinois, away from my grandmother when I was eight years old. I missed her terribly. I was told I was her favorite grandchild; she was my favorite “Granny.” She was my Father’s mother.

Two years later my mother and father separated and they were soon divorced. I felt as if my world was falling apart. My heart ached for that part of me that was slipping away. Mother must have sensed my longing, for she would take my little brother and me back to visit my Granny on occasions, even after the divorce.

I was always aware Granny loved us. It was something you could feel with your heart, even when your world was turned upside down.

She didn’t live in a fancy house or have expensive things, but I never noticed; I just knew she loved me and I loved her back.

We had lived, for a time, next door to her and grandpa in a duplex while my father was away during World War II.

Granny had never had very much in the way of money or material things. But it was the little things she gave me that had always mattered. Things like letting me dip my fingers in the sugar bowl, which was always sitting on her table or the coffee she let me sip from her cup. She allowed me to sit on top of her kitchen table as I partook of those privileges.

Granny took the time to explain the function of her weather vane, hanging on the wall, which predicted the upcoming weather. How that little wooden boy and girl knew what door to come out of, when it was going to rain, amazed me. But Granny understood.

She also had a vinegar cruet that sat high on a shelf that was beautiful, in my eyes; I asked if I could have it someday. It was given to me in a box after her funeral. She remembered; love is like that.

I used to spend a lot of time with Granny when we lived in Cairo, next door to her and granndpa, in the duplex. But times and things had changed. Grandpa had died; we lived a hundred miles away, and dad, her youngest son, my daddy, no longer lived with us. I didn’t get to see dad much, and I don’t know if Granny got to see him very often either. But, he was her son, and I knew she loved him. Love is like that; it can see past the pain.

Though she didn’t have much, neither did we, but she did something for my brother, Tommie and me. I will always remember; she saved her pennies in a glass jar. I am sure Granny could have used those pennies herself but she saved them to give us when we came to visit. Because I was the oldest I was in charge of dividing the pennies equally between my brother and me.“One for you, one for me,” I would repeat until the jar was empty.

I don’t remember how much we collected on our visits, nor was the amount important. It was the idea that she remembered us, and cared about us, when we were away from her.

Those memories, of when I was a child, still give me warm fuzzy feelings on days that I need them. A Granny’s love stays with a grandchild, down through the years, even when that child becomes a grandma herself. I often wonder, after all those years, when I am lucky enough to find a penny lying on the ground somewhere, if it could possible be Granny tossing me pennies from heaven.

关于爱的英语故事50字

执子之手，一生何求?相敬到白头，宽容才长久。有梦一起追，有愁相互谋。是夫妻也是朋友，也曾争执，也曾泪流，怎敌得过这一场姻缘真情难催爱意永久!一场浪漫的爱情是每个人所渴望的。下面是我为大家准备的，希望大家喜欢! 　　篇一 　　Veronese story took place in the city, Montague family and Kaibulaite family two doors to a giant family, generations of hatred Jieyuan plot stirred up a new dispute over the fate of the doomed the two enemies gave birth to a pair of unfortunate lovers , Rational and crazy Romeo and Juliet in the beautiful gentle family vendetta in bination. The misery of their tragic Yunmie, reconciliation of their Jiaoe Zunqin. This section of the Sang Sang stubbornly love, and the rift that two parents, one-to-many situation of the children killed, has bee today's speech this drama. The conflict is tragic Romeo and Juliet love and hatred between the two families and confrontation 　　篇二 　　My aunt died back in about 2003. She was eighty-four and so was my uncle. When she passed he was devastated. They had been married for over 60 years. We expected him to pass on quickly after she died. He attended his church more frequently and his mourning was nearly unbearable to witness. His only daughter lived clear across the country so he had only the rest of the extended family and church family to fort him. 　　My cousin talked him into selling the house that he and my aunt had built together about twenty-five years before. It was very hard to part with the home they built together. He was going to move into an apartment, but at the last moment, my cousin and he saw a new house for sale, that was close to his business. She helped him buy furniture and a flat screen television. He had not watched television for years because of his religion. He was like a kid with a new toy but still grieved horribly for my aunt. 　　One day he called my cousin who was living in Texas and told her that he reconnected with a lady from a church that he and my aunt went to forty years previously. She played piano and his church was looking for new music. Her hu *** and had died about seven years previously. He said he just wanted someone to go out to dinner with and spend time with. We were happy for them but had no idea how it would turn out. They were both almost eighty-seven years old. 　　They were like lovebirds and spent as much time together as they could. They both had one child each, she a son, he a daughter. She had a house that her father built for her when she got married to her first hu *** and. She was content there. 　　The other fly in the ointment was that they were both very busy people. They both still worked! They were in their mid-eighties and both had their own family businesses. She worked for her son who took over the family business and he had his own business. The clash in their relationship came when they neither wanted to leave their respective churches. She went to her Baptist church that she had attended for many years and he went to his, which was a Pentecostal. They decided to remain friends but nothing more. He was broken-hearted, but felt that his religion was the only way. She didn’t want to leave her church and didn’t like the extreme of his. 　　Before too long they realized that they did not want to be apart. They would find a new church together. They planned to marry. When he took her to a jewelry store and bought her a diamond, the employees were so impressed that they had a big write up in our own local paper, "'The Truth' for Valentines' Day." They prepared for their wedding. They moved the wedding date up because neither wanted to wait any longer to "be together," and it was not proper to "be together" without being married. 　　They got married in her house, where they decided they would live. It was such a beautiful refreshing thing to see, two people who you would have thought had pretty much lived their lives, were beginning a new one together. I have never seen my uncle happier. He is still in love and she loves him as much as he loves her. 　　篇三 　　A girl and a boy were on a motorcycle, speeding through the night. 　　they loved each other a lot. 　　girl:" Slow down a little.. I'm scared.." 　　boy: "no, it's so fun.." 　　girl: "please... it's so scary.." 　　boy: "then say that you love me.." 　　girl: "fine..i love you..can you slow down now?" 　　boy: "give me a big hug.." 　　the girl gave him a big hug. 　　girl: "now can you slow down?" 　　boy: "can you take off my helmet and put it on? it's unfortable and? It's bothering me while i drive." 　　the next day, there was a story in the newspaper. a motorcycle had crashed into a building because its brakes were broken. 　　there were two people on the motorcycle, of which one died, and the other had survived... 　　the guy knew that the brakes were broken. he didn\'t want to let the girl know, because he knew that the girl would have gotten scared. 　　instead, he was told the last time that she loved him, got a hug from her,put his helmet on her so that she can live, and die himself... 　　once in awhile, right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairy tale...

故事：在现实认知观的.基础上，对其描写成非常态性现象。是文学体裁的一种，侧重于事件发展过程的描述。强调情节的生动性和连贯性，较适于口头讲述。下面为大家带来了有关于爱的简单英文小故事，欢迎大家参考！

《Love》

Love is an art which involves deep emotion. It is a pure and lofty desire in ones innermost heart. Real love means not only a pleasure, but also loyalty and obligation. To love is to give and sacrifice. One who can not create happiness, even make sacrifice for his beloved, cannot be counted as a true lover.

To be loved you have to love. True lovers are willing to sacrifice themselves for each others sake. True love needs no expression in words. One glance is enough to make each other understand. A handshake, a gentle touch inspired by respect and admiration, will leave you intoxicated and remain in your memory. Even when you are old you will recall and cherish it with deep emotion.

Real love is unforgettable. With the development of science and technology, love becomes more noble, rich, fine and subtle. As is known to all, everyone is born with the right to love and also the right to refuse to return love. Human love exists with human beings. Wherever there are people, there is love.

Let us draw courage, confidence and happiness from love.

《When Love Beckons You》

When love beckons to you,follow him,though his ways are hard and when his wing sen fold you,yield to him,though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound when he speaks to you,believe in him,though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning. Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun, so shall he descend to our roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.

But if, in your fear, you would seek only loves peace and loves pleasure, then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of loves threshing-floor, into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears. Love gives naught but it self and takes naught but from itself. Love possesses not, nor would it be possessed, for love is sufficient unto love.

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself. But if you love and must have desires, let these be your desires:

To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.

To know the pain of too much tenderness.

To be wounded by your own understanding of love;

And to bleed willingly and joyfully.

To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;

To rest at the noon hour and meditate loves ecstasy;

To return home at eventide with gratitude;

And then to sleep with a payer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

奶奶的爱

We had moved from Cairo to Mt. Vernon, Illinois, away from my grandmother when I was eight years old. I missed her terribly. I was told I was her favorite grandchild; she was my favorite “Granny.” She was my Father’s mother.

Two years later my mother and father separated and they were soon divorced. I felt as if my world was falling apart. My heart ached for that part of me that was slipping away. Mother must have sensed my longing, for she would take my little brother and me back to visit my Granny on occasions, even after the divorce.

I was always aware Granny loved us. It was something you could feel with your heart, even when your world was turned upside down.

She didn’t live in a fancy house or have expensive things, but I never noticed; I just knew she loved me and I loved her back.

We had lived, for a time, next door to her and grandpa in a duplex while my father was away during World War II.

Granny had never had very much in the way of money or material things. But it was the little things she gave me that had always mattered. Things like letting me dip my fingers in the sugar bowl, which was always sitting on her table or the coffee she let me sip from her cup. She allowed me to sit on top of her kitchen table as I partook of those privileges.

Granny took the time to explain the function of her weather vane, hanging on the wall, which predicted the upcoming weather. How that little wooden boy and girl knew what door to come out of, when it was going to rain, amazed me. But Granny understood.

She also had a vinegar cruet that sat high on a shelf that was beautiful, in my eyes; I asked if I could have it someday. It was given to me in a box after her funeral. She remembered; love is like that.

I used to spend a lot of time with Granny when we lived in Cairo, next door to her and granndpa, in the duplex. But times and things had changed. Grandpa had died; we lived a hundred miles away, and dad, her youngest son, my daddy, no longer lived with us. I didn’t get to see dad much, and I don’t know if Granny got to see him very often either. But, he was her son, and I knew she loved him. Love is like that; it can see past the pain.

Though she didn’t have much, neither did we, but she did something for my brother, Tommie and me. I will always remember; she saved her pennies in a glass jar. I am sure Granny could have used those pennies herself but she saved them to give us when we came to visit. Because I was the oldest I was in charge of dividing the pennies equally between my brother and me.“One for you, one for me,” I would repeat until the jar was empty.

I don’t remember how much we collected on our visits, nor was the amount important. It was the idea that she remembered us, and cared about us, when we were away from her.

Those memories, of when I was a child, still give me warm fuzzy feelings on days that I need them. A Granny’s love stays with a grandchild, down through the years, even when that child becomes a grandma herself. I often wonder, after all those years, when I am lucky enough to find a penny lying on the ground somewhere, if it could possible be Granny tossing me pennies from heaven.

爱情让人迷惘,于是有了 问世间情为何物 ,爱情让人欲罢不能,于是有了 只教人生死相许，下面这些是我为大家推荐的几篇英文爱情 故事 大全 　　英文 爱情故事 大全：1 　　The peach blossom fan 　　The full moon that night's floor, bright transparent clear; That night a willow in accordance with the people, gentle dancing with the wind. 　　For months he was drinking, chat with friends, but in the gentleness of the bend in the move to open view. Her hands holding a hip flask, wen wan smile, America laguna. 　　Filed a hip flask, sleeves, her charming smile fill a glass of wine for him. Nostalgically down hip flask, secretly looked at him, her body to be present in the back, as the pipa guzheng ringing sound, dance. Gently swinging twirls and small ground step more lined with she revealed between the eyebrows of attraction. The peach blossom fan gently and agile one, half hidden edge covering her whole face. Is drinking her line of sight across the folding fan quietly looked at he enjoy dance, dance to distribute fragrance in the peach blossom fan, stroke with another hand twirls a left forward, full sleeve petals fell out of the split, bend over to her smile, in the rain flower silks and satins and folding fan with shoulder, red through the dimple hid her heart thoughts. 　　With the audience with her he did not have a general idea, he stared at her , mouth already don't know what is the taste of wine. He close not gazing at the line of sight, murmured a mouth: "almost spent outside the building, downstairs, take full sleeves. The daughter home, worry let, two eyebrows. Satin and folding fan by shoulder to swim, she again dimple red through." 　　That night, he have lots of wine to drink, not the word; That night, she is a never-ending dance, sing not over. Inadvertently, face is a hot flush. She dance under a month for a long time for a long time, the already weak she is still in the rotation, the glance like water tender feelings, let her don't want to stop. 　　From then on, he every night drinking, watching his dance; She also wine for him, every night to sing for him. They did not say anything, but knew each other's heart feeling. 　　But destiny difficult violations, he is rich, handsome and talented set of a suit, and although she has the capacity of the whole, the advantages of the tilting, but just a little girl in this small restaurant, they two destined for lifelong commitment. That day, he went away, left the town, it was on that day, she waited for him for a night not see his dashing figure. 　　Sunset rain show, will leave, late autumn mark in this paper. She every night waiting for, but again to see the figure sitting in the audience to drink. Her daily by window full moon, like the drizzle outside the window just how many, can't cut off. He is in another town, also miss her glance a smile every day, and she danced every dance, sing every word, the dream is always met her the night scene. He put the missing words written into the shining, poetic littered the streets, and he drift between the past small town has not been her again in the city. She is folding the willow in the city, the shining statement also sing the new sorrow, no one to listen. 　　A few years later he still adrift, with a covered in wounds in midnight drinking, not the sorrow of missing in the heart. She took off her yard flowers purples, sowed the patches and tender is about to drip of the disc, them from the dock and along the river, and they can float in the place of him. 　　Not miss is no longer suffer, he halfway turned back to the city of her first encounter with him. The willow because when the spring is in the city, the green buds covered with branches. Gust of spring breeze breeze, blowing the tree flocculant ShangMian white, like snow faded and fallen. It is this poetic, he saw the passionate to her. Her hand was a first take the peach blossom fan, only in the thoughts of the sector on a few more words. 　　Her lethargy in the wind, in the hands of folding fan metamorphoses, fall to the ground. And he also surprised in place, until the tears across the cheek, hot feeling to let him know that it is not just a dream.　　英文爱情故事大全:2 　　Love makes waiting for life 　　"Break up". 　　My message to him, no punctuation emphasis, nor cute emoticons, dead silence as empty of refuse, removed the mobile phone card, don't give it a chance to ask why at all! I never thought, I always high cold, cold to let a person feel freezing cold! 　　While he on a business trip, I a person walk through of all the places we had been together, SLR help me to record every familiar place, recalls the past scenes, floating floating in my heart. But I know, the big stones in my heart aroused waves, this time from now on with these memories. I favorite city look, tearful, do the deepest farewell. 　　Listening to the songs ZhuangXinYan, tidy up your belongings, yes, I want to leave, I love to leave the city for many years, just to escape. Once upon a time, I'm betting, cities don't allow myself to hurt in love, or leave, but now leave, count yourself injured? I don't have time to think about these, pick up too many memories, burns my eyes, fall in my heart. 　　(2) 　　Met with him, because of a photo. 　　Entering the university, as a bookworm, favorite places, of course, is the library. But I was in the library of the photos in the photo contest saw my own shadow, in a corner of the window, with white desk, a clean girl holding a book sitting on table, gentle sunshine, a little glow on her. I see a delusion, never thought so humble little girl taken can also be so beautiful, companion suddenly took me and the silly? The somebody else all violation of your image rights, you still not go to look for his theory theory? I a surprised, rightness, at least he this effect is how take out? 　　So, I met with him, he didn't know he is sophomore computer science student, and as a freshman, I learn the financial accounting. Though different professional, we have a lot of things in common: professional is a waste of brain cells, like to read and write, tourist photographs. But, I never thought of, have adventures, and colors. But the world will always have a lot of, make many things strange. 　　As time goes on, the more I found that I and he will always be the understanding of each other's words. In addition, I often happen to coincide in the library to meet with him, in a coffee shop, and even sometimes work encounter. It's doomed, isn't? Looked at me, trying to want to see the whole youth! Youth, however, get started? 　　(3) 　　In young age, always meets the foolish thing. But the idiot will fell in the pit of fog fog, and then in a fog. The most is bitter, so I always out-of-touch, but don't want to thoroughly subjugate this time. However, if you meet such a person, you won't really fall? 　　Since college, I developed the habit of a do not love to eat breakfast, so the stomach is bad, but later, he wake me up on time every day, and then took me to eat breakfast. Although his family is rich, but still insist to go to work, he said, love depend on the material, but this material is to be responsible for his deeply engraved on my heart. I write good copy don't know why lost, he will be able to help me can or call back. He never like another me, I am wordless, he can know what I think, like what, so I never received a bouquet pruning, but all kinds of beautiful book, pen and small adorn article. We are together in a notebook to write mood diary, he kept during the day and night I custody, agreed with each other, to the twilight, write your own story together; We will go to play, he will patiently taught me the use of SLR method and skill to take photos, agreed with each other for each other for a lifetime of scenery, and the last stop is gulangyu island; We'll bubble is the city's largest library, together with the bread for a whole day, agreed on each other through the book here, do a real bookworm... Sometimes I peremptorily willfulness, snarling crayfish is a genuine, he is always very clever soothe me, make me obedient lovely doll. Perhaps, love is water, if lost, the flowers will wither. 　　Later, he graduated from work, and I also need to spend a year at school. Start I'm afraid of, afraid of external factors can let us produce distance. A lot of things, will divide the interpersonal relationships, perhaps stranger from now on. Have to say, I'm a luckydog, also can thoroughly into the intelligence quotient is negative, completely fell into the pit. No matter how busy, he will be after the first time for me, on a business trip with small gift compensation I, will use various ways to express his heart. 　　And now, I look at the past, not from get nose a acid, suddenly want to cry. Finally, I still strong, tears streaming down her face, never finishing on strength, holding himself tightly, curled up, things chest cough up hurt by silver bethanath across the ring - he promise when graduation, to trap me, forever! The rest of my life, perhaps for a long time, also perhaps is now. I just reached out and cut off his own lifetime, pack up the past, accompany to continue in the future. 　　Thought, my graduation will be a perfect start, but now, only to find that, this is the end of the broken. A wave of his hand of fate brought me into another road, let I missed him, between him and me, only parallel, loss of equal since then should be won't meet again. I ended up with a cruel refuse story, is not worthy of nostalgia, is miss, be remembered? Thoughtful, you should be right. Lock up lust, back up the bags and headed for the stranger. 　　(4) 　　Leave, equal to, but, a person, alone to go where? Suddenly a voice in my head: a lot of people feel you like a girl in suzhou, not suitable for the coastal city of big waves. Well, suzhou, and keep the amorous, poplar and willows. Know in addition to my family, I also told my girlfriends, all the things she fears, both my body and mental, I comfort her, and I will be strong to let all the things have a happy end, I will write my whereabouts in the blog, focus on "good luck", is to protect me. I gave her a big smile, big hug, because I don't know, this time to leave, when to meet again? When the meet again, if I can recognize her with eyes? Gradually glides across the lonely and sad in my heart, but I can't cry. 　　Goodbye favorite city, silently say goodbye to the favorite person, before I go, stood his home for a long time for a long time, long to I feel this is for a lifetime. Light scatter, I turned and, on the southbound train, I want to be with your eyes, a good rest. I want to pretend to have his company, when I can see the world, complete my dream, and he had walk the belong to our dream. 　　With your own words, I in the editorial department has found a job successfully. Still under a pen name "edge" - pale predestination, also want to live to dream, although I know, have a heart, I will die in the in the mind, to rot. 　　Away for so long, my heart is guilty, he said to me that love, not love. To him, love is respect, love is occupied. But to me, love is to leave, love is entangled. Miss away for so long, my heart, he said that once the text hiding himself, only to meet me, words is hidden under me, so now? Hiding who in words? Borrow my girlfriends QQ number to visit his space, time and time again to read his writing, read his heart. I saw him the most afraid of lonely, but finally when he wrote to start a new relationship, I stopped the silent attention, love, felt relieved, and then I will easily to start her own life. 　　I work hard, earn a lot of a lot of money, then go to travel, and constantly update their own blog, only the text. Years later, maybe in my eyes is the decoration, so, I just left the scenery in my heart. Although my blog without pictures, but bo powder increasingly multiplication, or share with each and every one of their own good, be a kind of happiness. 　　(5) 　　Time in a hurry, unconsciously I danced around a few times, he has always been my hidden in a corner, but he is sunshine, warm my heart. More want to forget, more memorable, and ran aground in the love of nature, like the method of poison, erode my every cell, is not here right now. Travel, tourism, tourism, in cities, in the city, in the city! 　　Even shuttle in every city, the heart will still stay at the origin, never leave. But, I can't go back, already can't go back! Then with the wind. 　　Each to a city, I will still be used to buy a beautiful book, but more think it's rare to see admire; I will go with a variety of small ornaments shop, but never take away one thing; I will choose a holding a warm day, in the coffee shop take in a seat near a window, a quiet afternoon; I still like to walk in the street looking around, or people will see similar to his, want to run in the past, but tell yourself, how could he come here? I don't quit the habit, just quietly from nosy I grow up to be me. 　　The days passed, her eyes grew blurred. Perhaps it is time I went to gulangyu island. I write my blog: 　　If two people pledge into a person's romance 　　Gulangyu is not far away? 　　Who escaped the line of sight 　　Who fulfilled who lie? 　　If at that time not see 　　At this time also can miss? 　　The last stop 　　Stand out of the fate of prejudice 　　If there is reincarnation 　　Don't live up to meet! 　　(6) 　　Player's head, the second day ready for departure. But got a parcel at this time, I opened, suddenly found a stack of photos and two ticket: a picture is on the corner of the every city I have ever been to me, my coffee shop, bookstore of I, I'm in the wind, the rain I, in the sun I; Ticket ticket is gulangyu, a write my name, and the other one, I froze: jung - right, is he, like a flash of lightning split into my heart, I nearly fainted! My eyes blurred, plain edge, edge, can live the dream? 　　The ticket below, it is a postcard, qiu jin powerful font greeted, familiar, too familiar, just can't believe the sight of all is a dream, isn't it, isn't it, isn't it??????? I will go to: postcards, word read word 　　Meet, like a thief 　　Steal my heart gentle 　　In ten thousand, from the fear of soft enough 　　Indirect light, turned out the warmth of your hand 　　Photo frames 　　I forget about 　　Can you the goblins 　　With my all, slip away 　　I forgot to talk, forget to smile 　　Forget to follow you, escape from the earth together 　　But used to drive, I have to find you 　　In fact you have been in the palm of my hand 　　Never leave 　　I stay in the office in front of you 　　For your blog writing poetry 　　This time I want to guard you 　　Never leaving 　　I'll be your eyes 　　I'll be your eyes 　　Take you have seen every scenery, through every inch of the land 　　I know your mind 　　See through your self-esteem 　　I hesitated, wandering 　　Foolhardy would I scare you off? 　　I'm so scared to lose 　　So I've been doing a stealth, protect you well 　　Forgive you surprised, you are the one, no branch can depend on you, forgive you all 　　You must believe that no matter what happens can alienate our promise 　　You remember, as long as you call me I will appear 　　You are never alone 　　I'd like to forward to give you a sense of security 　　My cell phone number has never changed 　　That heart, waiting for forever 　　- jung 　　Word my heart pulled up, forcefully pain, it turns out that I've seen in the figure, is he, he has been! Then open the box below: a beautiful book, open, is his endless tenderness, write "together" we been city; One unique small adorn article, is willing to part with or use I pick it up and down. 　　I have tears, focus attention on the things in front of all the whole, he gently to my neck in silver bethanath remove, remove the ring, predominantly wear in my hand: be ring is inescapable, it's a curse, only I can solve! 　　I looked at him, and his eye in floating in the sunlight and gentle! 　　英文爱情故事大全:3 　　Time in a hurry, the thick love 　　White is the color of you; , "lo lo" generous character; Because, because of you! 　　Despite, in spite of all you want to do him; The sea, and the general mind hold anyone bully him... 　　Heroin, it is you, I'm afraid you all "addiction" to each other! 　　"You his mama be sick..." 　　"I am sick..." 　　"Sick quickly take medicine!" 　　"You are the medicine." 　　Simple confessions, start your youth throb. 　　Mishaps life, made your flame. 　　Eight years ago, and you meet, to know each other, love each other. 　　Eight years later, you read, together, together. 　　Course because, as you help HaiZha mother died almost lost his life, you to Gu Hai rescued him from the car with his hands, and you alone to make his father agreed to join the army... 　　Gu Hai, for the sake of course because of the reputation of your classmates badly wounded, in order to protect the course because you blocked the truck for him dying, you in order to propose to his three hundred million yuan with lamp Mosaic "course because, let's get married!" ...... 　　In a car accident have not break up you, but to the world that you love. 　　The love of youth, perhaps the youth; Love, as an adult should be mature. 　　Eat together, sleep together, to go to school together, fishing, elope together... This is once upon a time. 　　Eat together, sleep together, struggle together, together hand in hand and together always... This is forever. 　　Course, now you are the captain, but still able to Gu Hai weakness. 　　Gu Hai now that you are "by sea" of the company's big boss, but still for course with tea to send meal. 　　You have become an integral part of each other, love each other, do not need to express in words, even if only one eye can feel each other's heart. 　　Time in a hurry, you from the impulse of youth into a mature man, eight years time, mishaps, but it was not polished the sincere heart. 　　The thick love, let you from the most beautiful years to perfect now, eight years time, ordinary, but the deep feeling is full. 　　I moved for you, also for you. 　　because 　　Although the time in a hurry 　　Still love the thick 　　I wish you hand in hand this life concomitant forever. 　　Time in a hurry, the thick love; Warm my heart, touched my feeling...英文爱情故事大全相关 文章 ： 1. 爱情英文故事 2. 英语爱情故事:爱的表白 3. 英语爱情故事:爱会伴随你的一生 4. 日常生活情景对话:爱情故事 5. 真实爱情故事大全

关于爱的故事的英语作文

Who gives me birth? Who brings me up? Who dedicates his/her whole life to me? My parents. Who gives me food? Who gives me clothes? Who gives me care? My parents. My parents, they don’t want to get any reward from me. Not only my parents, all the parents in the world don’t charge anything from their children. They give us everything they can. They spend their whole life loving me, so I love my parents, too. Since I was given birth, I’ve started to love them even if I didn’t realize it. It will be the time for my birthday soon. I want to say to my parents: I love you.

每个孩子都被深沉的母爱包围着，然而我们经常对这种爱视而不见。下面是我为大家整理的文章，希望对大家有所帮助。

爱的故事 The Story of Love（一）

Every child is surrounded by the deep mother love. However, we often turn a blind eye to the love. One day I deeply felt the love.

One day I hurried home for lunch after school, because there would be an exam in the afternoon and I had expected to go back to school early to prepare for the exam. But when I got home, the lunch was not ready yet. I felt unhappy. When the dishes were served, I forund none I like. I ran out of my house angrily and wanderde on the street for a while,hungry. Then I walked to school.

When I got into the classroom, I saw a lunch box on my desk. One classmate told me that it was my mother ther that had brought it opening the box, I found my favorite food inside. My eyes was moist with tears.

Mother gave me her love without asking for return, How deep mother love is!

每个孩子都被深沉的母爱包围着，然而我们经常对这种爱视而不见。一天我深深感受到了这种爱。

一天放学后我匆忙回家吃午饭，因为下午考试，我希望早一点回校准备考试。但是我到家时午饭还没有准备好，我很不高兴。饭菜端上来时，我发现没有一样是我喜欢的。我生气地跑出了家门，饿着肚子在街上游荡了一会，然后往学校走去。

走进教室后，我看到书桌上有一个午餐盒，一个同学告诉我那是我妈妈送来的。打开盖子，里面是我喜欢吃的。我的眼睛湿润了。

妈妈无私地把爱给了我，却不求任何回报。多么深沉的母爱啊!

爱的故事 The Story of Love（二）

The cowherd star in the sky, a star Vega, about the two bright stars, there is still a beautiful and moving legends. The weaver girl is the granddaughter of the emperor of heaven, a day in heaven weaving brocade. Cowboy is a cow boy, very early without their parents, brother and sister-in-law to he is not good, home, gave him a cow.

The Cowherd and the cow is bound by a common destiny, life was very impoverished. One day, the cow suddenly with the voice of the people he spoke. The cow told him, tomorrow Vega in the sky and all the sisters to hill lake, and bathe in the lake. If the cowherd took weaver that pink dress, Vega will become his wife.

According to the cow cowboy to do, indeed as expected to see Weaver. After they married, cowboy farming, Weaver weaving, day crossed happy. Soon, they gave birth to a son and a daughter. The couple can be happy.

But the cowboy and the weaver girl in the end is the queen know. She fly into a rage, himself took the gods to the Cowherd and the weaver bugged with God.

The children crying for her mother. Cow once again to the cowherd said: "cowboy, I was going to die, you take my skin draped over the body to heaven to chase a weaver." the cow said and he died the.

Cowboy put on the leather, the children put in two baskets to pick on the shoulder, indeed as expected to fly to the sky. The Cowherd and the wind as the stars through, seeing would catch up with a weaver. Suddenly the air reached a big, cruel queen Hosta to after death stroke, draw the river, blocking the cowherd chase Road, cowherd did not fly past. The river is the Milky way. Also called galactic.

天上有一颗牛郎星,一颗织女星,关于这两颗星星,还有一段美丽动人的传说呢.织女是天帝的孙女,每天在天上织造云锦.牛郎是一个牧牛的少年,很早就没有了父母,哥哥嫂嫂对他很不好,分家以后,只给了他一头老牛.

牛郎和老牛相依为命,日子过得很清苦.有一天,老牛忽然用人的声音对他说起话来.老牛告诉他,明天天上的织女和众姐妹要到山后的湖里洗澡.如果牛郎拿走织女那件粉红色的衣服,织女就会成为他的妻子.

牛郎按照老牛的话去做,果然见到了织女.他们结婚以后,牛郎耕田,织女织布,日子越过越幸福.不久,他们又生了一儿一女,夫妻俩可高兴了.

可是,牛郎和织女的事到底被王母娘娘知道了.她气得火冒三丈,亲自带天神到牛郎家把织女抓走带上天.

孩子们哭着要找妈妈.老牛又一次对牛郎说了话：“牛郎啊,我快要死了,你把我的皮披在身上,就可以上天去追织女了.”老牛说完就死了.

牛郎披上牛皮,把孩子放在两个筐里挑在肩上,果然飞到了天上.牛郎像风一样在群星中穿行,眼看就要追上织女了.忽然空中伸下一只大手,狠心的王母娘娘用玉簪向身后一划,划出了一条大河,挡住了牛郎的追路,牛郎怎么也飞不过去了.这条河就是天河,也叫银河.

牛郎望着滔滔的河水,发誓无论如何也要见到妻子.王母娘娘没有办法,只得允许他们每年在农历七月初七的晚上见上一面.每到这一天,喜鹊们就会飞到天河上,为牛郎织女搭起一座鹊桥,让他们在桥上相会.据说,这一天晚上夜深人静的时候,如果你坐在葡萄架下,还能听到他们小声说话的声音呢.

Cowboy looked at the surging river, vowed to do whatever they could to see his wife. The queen is no way, had to allow each year on the evening of the seventh day of the seventh lunar month see side. Every day, magpies will fly to the Milky way, the Cowherd and the girl weaver erected a bridge, let them meet on the bridge. Is said to this day the dead of night time, if you sit in the grape vine can still hear the voice they talked in a low voice.

爱的故事 The Story of Love（三）

Recently, I was moved by a warming news. A boy from America was loved by a lot of soldiers. The boy's father was a policeman and he was sent to a foreign country to carry the mission. Unluckily, he got shot and died. The world was sad for him. This man left his wife and a small boy forever. The lucky thing for the little boy was that his father's colleagues decided to protect and love this boy until he grew up. Love has been continued from this story. For most people, they are lucky to be loved by parents and friends. While for few people, who have gone through some disasters, they got care from the public. So no matter what kind of difficulty we will face, we can't give up hope, because there is always someone love us.

最近，我被一则暖心的新闻而感动。一名来自美国的男孩得到了许多士兵的关爱。男孩的父亲是一名警察，他被派往国外执行任务，不幸的是，他被击中身亡。大家都为他感到悲伤，他就这样离开了妻子和这个小男孩。对这个小男孩来说，幸运的是他父亲的同事们决定保护他、照顾他，直到他长大成人。爱从这个故事中得到了延续。对大多数人来说，他们幸运的得到了父母和朋友的爱，而对于那些经历过灾难的人来说，他们得到了大家的关爱。所以无论我们面临怎样的困难，我们都不能放弃希望，因为总有人爱着我们。

Life is like a drop of water, in the light of the sun, reflecting the colorful light. If we taste, will find the life is rich and colorful, a lot of love on the side, waiting for us to love such as the spring .Who is in the morning and cook for you? Of course it is mother. Mother regardless of seasons, either busy or leisure, shall I make breakfast. Then I call up from the warm bed. Sometimes I also reluctantly, even against her, but she doesn't care. In the winter, water that cold, I cannot understand. One time, I got up to see the table in the washbasin water, I will put his hand into it. Just stick it in, I quickly withdrew, my hand almost want to complain about his mother, I suddenly realized that the mother of my concern. No matter how cold winter, the mother did not blame anyone, still cooking for me. This suddenly, I feel love. Motherly love such as the spring moisten my 's loveWho is using a burly build up the whole family? It is of course dad. Father took the trouble to go to work, the purpose is to put up the house and arch me to school. In life, his father did not like her mother take care of me, I think father doesn't love meAn accidental opportunity, and I together with my father to others delivery. To place the goods, father off a piece off. Outside the sun is very toxic, in the car. I feel very hot, not to mention on the outside. I saw my father out sweat to work with, my heart seems to be seized. A problem surfaced again: father really don't love me? I shook my head. Father is not don't love me, but he didn't have much time to take care of me.

一个关于爱情的故事英语

爱情和情歌一样，最高境界是余音袅袅。只有细水长流才会有相濡以沫的爱情。本文是关于爱情的 英语 故事 ，希望对大家有帮助!　　关于爱情的英语故事篇一 　　A beautiful true love story 　　One day, a young guy and a young girl fell in love. But the guy came from a poor family. The 　　girl’s parents weren’t too happy. So the young man decided not only to court the girl but to 　　court her parents as well. In time, the parents saw that he was a good man and was worthy of 　　their aughter’s hand. 　　有一天，一个年轻小伙子和一位年轻姑娘坠入爱河。但小伙子出身贫寒。姑娘的父母不 　　太乐意。所以年轻小伙决定不仅向女孩求爱，也向她父母请求。随着时间推移，姑娘的父母 　　发现这个小伙子很不错，是值得女儿托付的人。 　　But there was another problem: The man was a soldier. Soon, war broke out and he was 　　being sent overseas for a year. The week before he left, the man knelt on his knee and asked 　　his lady love, “Will you marry me?” She wiped a tear, said yes, and they were engaged. They 　　agreed that when he got back in one year, they would get married. 　　可是有一个问题：这个小伙子个士兵。不久战争爆发了，他被派往海外一年。在他离开 　　的前一礼拜，他跪到姑娘的面前向她恳求，“你愿意嫁给我吗??姑娘擦了擦眼泪说愿，于 　　是他们了订婚了，说好等他一年后回来后就结婚。 　　But tragedy struck. A few days after he left, the girl had a major vehicular accident. It was a 　　head-on collision. When she woke up in the hospital, she saw her father and mother crying. 　　Immediately, she knew that he must had been badly injured. 　　但悲剧发生了。就在他离开在几天后，姑娘遇上车辆迎头相撞的重大车祸。当她醒来的 　　时候她躺在了医院，看到父母亲在哭泣，她意立刻识到自己伤得不轻。 　　She later found out that she suffered brain injury. The part of her brain that controlled her f 　　ace muscles was damaged. Her once lovely face was now disfigured. She cried as she saw 　　herself in the mirror. “Yesterday, I was beautiful. Today, I’m a monster.” Her body was also 　　covered with so many ugly wounds. Right there and then, she decided to release her fiancé 　　from their promise. She knew he wouldn’t want her anymore. She would forget about him and 　　never see him again. 　　后来，她发现她自己是脑损伤。控制她的脸部肌肉的那部分大脑受损，她那张人见人爱 　　的脸现在毁了。在镜子里看到自己样子，她不禁痛哭起来。“昨天我是美丽的。今天却成了 　　丑八怪”。她浑身都是可怕的伤口。此时此刻，她决定背离他俩许下的承诺，离开她的未婚 　　夫。她心想他是不会要她了，她要忘了他，再也不见他。 　　For one year, the soldier wrote many letters — but she wouldn’t answer. He phoned her 　　many times but she wouldn’t return her calls. 　　一年之中，这位士兵小伙子给她写了许多信，她就是不回复。他给她打许多次电话，她 　　也不回电话。 　　But after one year, the mother walked into her room and announced, “He’s back from the 　　war.” The girl shouted, “No! Please don’t tell him about me. Don’t tell him I’m here!” 　　一年后，母亲走进她的房间告诉她说，“他已从战场上回来了”。姑娘大声说道。“不! 　　不要把我的情况告诉他，别告诉他我在这里。” 　　The mother said, “He’s getting married,” and handed her a wedding invitation. The girl’s 　　heart sank. She knew she still loved him — but she had to forget him now. With great sadness, 　　she opened the wedding invitation. And then she saw her name on it! 　　母亲又对她说，“他要结婚了”，说着递给她一个婚礼请帖。姑娘的心碎了，她知道自 　　己还爱着他，可是现在她必须忘了他。怀着较大悲伤，她打开了婚礼请帖，赫然看到请帖上 　　写着她的名字! 　　Confused, she asked, “What is this?” 　　“怎么回事?”她困惑不已。 　　That was when the young man entered her room with a bouquet of flowers. He knelt beside 　　her and asked, “Will you marry me?” 　　就在这时候，这位年轻小伙子拿一束鲜花走进了她的房间。他跪在她身旁问道：“你 　　愿意嫁给我吗?” 　　The girl covered her face with her hands and said, “I’m ugly!” 　　姑娘用手掌捂着脸说，“我丑!” 　　The man said, “Without your permission, your mother sent me your photos. When I saw 　　your photos, I realized that nothing has changed. You’re still the person I fell in deep love. 　　You’re still as beautiful as ever. Because I love you!” 　　小伙子答道，“没有问你的允许，你妈妈把你的照片寄给了我。我看到你的照片，我 　　想没有什么可改变的，你仍然是我深爱的人。你还是像以前一样美丽，因为我爱你!” 　　关于爱情的英语故事篇二 　　How to keep in touch with my girl friend 　　More than 2000 kilometers apart, I cannot stay with my girlfriend, a beautiful and lovely girl, for we are both busy in studying and working respectively. 　　Almost every night, if not always, she turns up in my dreams, in white wedding dresses with a bunch of flowers in hand, wearing happy smile. My mind, if not occupied by the dull books and endless homework, is always full of her pretty face, her sweet smiles, her tender kisses and her smart tricks. Every day is just a torture for us. I can hardly imagine how I can continue to suffer for another three years. 　　Efficient communication is essential for us, for we miss each other strongly! 　　If the money left in my telephone card is not zero and I happen to be in dormitory, I must constrain myself from calling her, because as a teacher in a university, she has her own business to deal with and I don’t not like to bother her. When I finish my lunch, I dash back and dial her number which is so familiar for me that I can dial it with my eyes closed. Every night, back from the library, although tired and sleepy, I chat with her for at least 20 minutes, just to hear her wonderful voice, which is indispensable for me. Sometimes we chat into deep night, and time always elapses before we know it. If we happen to fail to call, it is hard for me to have a sound sleep. When I am puzzled with some questions, her voice will always inspire me and bring forward new ideas which lead to excellent solutions. What a great miracle! When she run into some difficulties, she always appeals to me and I try my best to comfort her and give some advice. I prefer telephone cards to food although my income is limited, and she takes the initiative to call me because she’d like me to feed myself well. 　　Thanks for the mobile communication technology that is developing fast, we can send short messages with cell phones. We send at least 10 every day, just to feel each other and make us felt. When we are happy or sad, the first reaction is to tell each other in the short messages. I copy all the short messages in my diary and so does she. Sometimes I read them repeatedly, with a warm passion floating in my heart. 　　It is convenient for us to surf on the Internet and we chat through QQ, a popular and free instant communication tool. We bought and installed digital cameras so that we can see each other vividly. Sometimes the pictures captured by the cameras are not so fluent owe to the limited network band but we can endure it because what really count is that we can see each other as if we are nearby. She tells me that she is worried about me when she finds that I am thinner than before and exhorts me to take care. We send e-mails to tell how deep we love each other. 　　Old and almost obsolete as it is, we write to each other frequently. We appreciate the written letters for they make us appreciate and value the warmth. I keep the letters neatly in my drawer and go through them before sleeping. I believe the letters will be our wealth in our life which is so valuable that they cannot be assessed by money or anything else. From time to time, we send little and lovely presents, just to give each other a sweet surprise. When I take photos on the campus of Tsinghua University, I send them to her to confirm her that I am well. When the winter comes, she sends me warm clothes. 　　So as you see, we can feel love and happiness every day in spite of the long distance because we love and care for each other deeply, and we believe the true love will always prevail! 　　关于爱情的英语故事篇三 　　最浪漫的回忆 　　As Anna looked out the window of her old beach house on the edge of the emerald sea, she bedpan to remember all the beautiful memories she had there throughout her many years. One memory in particular seemed to come to mind It was about 70 years ago late in the month . Anna was 16 years old and that was her first summer together with Peter. Although she felt that she had been with him forever, it had only been a short month since then had tirst met on that very beach. This particular day was so memorable that Anna found herself thinking about it all the time, since Peter ha、passed away. 　　坐落在翠绿的海边的海滨别墅里，安娜望着窗外，开始回忆起她多年来在那里留下的美丽的瞬间，关于其中的某个瞬间的记忆犹为深刻。故事发生在大概70年前的深秋，那年安娜16岁，也是她和皮特一起度过的第一个夏天。尽管她感觉已经和皮特在一起很久了，可实际上自从他们第一次在海滩相遇才过去短短一个月而已。那是特殊的一天，是值得回忆的一天，自从皮特去世后，安娜的思绪总是不自觉地回到那一天。 　　Early that morning at about 5:45, Anna awoke to the sound of a tapping on her window. When she opened the window, to her surprise Peter was standing there with a 　　picnic basket and a blanket. Peter told Anna that since it was his last day at the beach this summer that he wanted to spend the entire day with her. from the time of the sunrise to after the sunset on the horizon. After they watched the sunrise early that and ate their romantic picnic breakfast. they一sat on the swing at the nearby talked for hours on end, telling each other how they would keep in touch until they could be together the following summer. 　　那天清晨约5:45,安娜就被轻轻敲打窗子的声音弄醒了打开窗，她惊讶地发现皮特站在窗外手里提着野餐篮和毯子他说今天是和安娜一起在海滩度过的这个夏天的最后一天，他想要一整天都和安娜在一起，从日出到日落他们一起观看老人那天清晨的的日出，一起享用了一顿浪漫的野餐早餐，一起在附近的公园荡秋千他们交谈了好几个小时，让彼此知道他们会一直保持联系，直到第二年夏天再次相见。 　　It was a beautiful day and the aun beamed down on them in the early afternoon as they swam in the waves of the crystal clear water at the beach. Anna could remember them splashing and playing in the water for what has seemed like a million years and not knowing where all the time had gone. 　　那天天气很好，他们在海边清澈的波浪里 游泳 ，午后的阳光照耀在他们身上安娜仍然记得，他们在海里打着水仗，时间在嬉戏中不知不觉地流失。 　　It was already starting to get dark on the beach. So then, Anna and Peter dried off and found a pretty spot at the top of a hill they had often gone to talk throughout the summer. They set out their blankets and laid in each other's arm until all of sudder it began to pour. Most people would have thought that the rain would put a damper on their prfect day, but Anna still remembers the strike of excitement it sent through her, as the drops poured way Peter had taken her by the hand and led her down the side of muddy hill to the beach sent chills up her began to dance right there on the sand, in th a pouring rain. As they danced. in each other strong could still remember Peter's exact words. He said to her.‘f love you Anna and f want to be with you and only you for the rest of my life’At that very moment. Anna knew that she felt exactly the same and that they would be together for the rest of their lives. 　　海滩开始呈现夜色，安娜和皮特待衣服风干后，在整个夏天他们聊天常去的小山顶上找到了一处好位置，摊开毯子，彼此依偎，直到突然下起倾盆大雨.大多数人也许会觉得这场雨给他俩完美的一天带来些许遗憾，而安娜却仍然记得当雨点倾泻而至时自己体会到的兴奋皮特牵着她的手，带着她走下泥泞的山坡，一直走到海滩上的情形令她心动神摇倾盆大雨中，他们开始在沙滩上跳舞，他们跳着、紧紧地拥抱着对方，“我爱你，安娜，我希望能和你共度此生，也只想和你共度此生”，这些话，安娜仍然清楚地记得.在那一刻，她知道，她的想法和皮特一样，他们将共度余生. 　　As the rain bedpan to stop and the clouds cleared from the sky, Peter and Anna sat down to watch the most beautiful sunset that either of them had ever seen. Peter walked Anna home that night and regardless of how hard it was for the both of them to say good-bye; they both knew it had to happen eventually. Throughout that year, Anna still remembers sending and receiving dozens of letters and pictures to keep in touch. 　　雨过云开，安娜和皮特一起坐着欣赏未曾见识过的落霞美景晚上皮特送安娜回家，尽管他们都不愿意说再见，但他们明自，这个时刻始终会到来安娜清楚地记得，那一年，他们保持着频繁的信件和照片联系。 　　Thinking back through the 69 wonderful years that they had together, that one day is the one that stands out most in her mind Although she had many more memories that are unforgettable with Peter, she still thinks back to the way he looked that night. The way his wet dark hair fell over his sapphire blue eyes still put butterflies in Anna's stomach’!In addition, the way that his strong body made her feel so safe as they danced in the rain, like ht would never let her go. 　　回忆起他们一起走过的幸福的69年时光，有关那大的记忆最为深刻尽管还有很多有关皮特的无法忘怀的回忆，她仍然经常回忆起那天晚上皮特的样子，他湿湿的黑发垂在深蓝色的眼睛上面的样子仍让她的心如小鹿般乱撞此外，他们雨中舞动时，他那强壮的体魄给她一种强烈的安全感，让她感觉他永远都不会放开她. 　　Anna spent many days and nights for the past nine months since Peter had passed away reminiscing" about that one special day they had together, she never regretted any of the time they had spent together. She only cherished the way that sun looked as it raised and tell over the horizon. Anna continued to sit by her windowsill and dream of yesterday and she would continue to until the day she could be with her one true love, Peter again. 　　皮特去世后的9个月内，安娜日夜都沉浸在他们在海滩一起度过的那个特殊日子的美好回忆中。对于她和皮特一起度过的每一天，安娜井不觉得有任何遗憾，她只是在珍藏着那天日出日落的美景坐在窗边，安娜重温着昨大的记忆，日复一日，直到她和真爱皮特再次相聚的那天。

爱情让人迷惘,于是有了 问世间情为何物 ,爱情让人欲罢不能,于是有了 只教人生死相许，下面这些是我为大家推荐的几篇英文爱情 故事 大全 　　英文 爱情故事 大全：1 　　The peach blossom fan 　　The full moon that night's floor, bright transparent clear; That night a willow in accordance with the people, gentle dancing with the wind. 　　For months he was drinking, chat with friends, but in the gentleness of the bend in the move to open view. Her hands holding a hip flask, wen wan smile, America laguna. 　　Filed a hip flask, sleeves, her charming smile fill a glass of wine for him. Nostalgically down hip flask, secretly looked at him, her body to be present in the back, as the pipa guzheng ringing sound, dance. Gently swinging twirls and small ground step more lined with she revealed between the eyebrows of attraction. The peach blossom fan gently and agile one, half hidden edge covering her whole face. Is drinking her line of sight across the folding fan quietly looked at he enjoy dance, dance to distribute fragrance in the peach blossom fan, stroke with another hand twirls a left forward, full sleeve petals fell out of the split, bend over to her smile, in the rain flower silks and satins and folding fan with shoulder, red through the dimple hid her heart thoughts. 　　With the audience with her he did not have a general idea, he stared at her , mouth already don't know what is the taste of wine. He close not gazing at the line of sight, murmured a mouth: "almost spent outside the building, downstairs, take full sleeves. The daughter home, worry let, two eyebrows. Satin and folding fan by shoulder to swim, she again dimple red through." 　　That night, he have lots of wine to drink, not the word; That night, she is a never-ending dance, sing not over. Inadvertently, face is a hot flush. She dance under a month for a long time for a long time, the already weak she is still in the rotation, the glance like water tender feelings, let her don't want to stop. 　　From then on, he every night drinking, watching his dance; She also wine for him, every night to sing for him. They did not say anything, but knew each other's heart feeling. 　　But destiny difficult violations, he is rich, handsome and talented set of a suit, and although she has the capacity of the whole, the advantages of the tilting, but just a little girl in this small restaurant, they two destined for lifelong commitment. That day, he went away, left the town, it was on that day, she waited for him for a night not see his dashing figure. 　　Sunset rain show, will leave, late autumn mark in this paper. She every night waiting for, but again to see the figure sitting in the audience to drink. Her daily by window full moon, like the drizzle outside the window just how many, can't cut off. He is in another town, also miss her glance a smile every day, and she danced every dance, sing every word, the dream is always met her the night scene. He put the missing words written into the shining, poetic littered the streets, and he drift between the past small town has not been her again in the city. She is folding the willow in the city, the shining statement also sing the new sorrow, no one to listen. 　　A few years later he still adrift, with a covered in wounds in midnight drinking, not the sorrow of missing in the heart. She took off her yard flowers purples, sowed the patches and tender is about to drip of the disc, them from the dock and along the river, and they can float in the place of him. 　　Not miss is no longer suffer, he halfway turned back to the city of her first encounter with him. The willow because when the spring is in the city, the green buds covered with branches. Gust of spring breeze breeze, blowing the tree flocculant ShangMian white, like snow faded and fallen. It is this poetic, he saw the passionate to her. Her hand was a first take the peach blossom fan, only in the thoughts of the sector on a few more words. 　　Her lethargy in the wind, in the hands of folding fan metamorphoses, fall to the ground. And he also surprised in place, until the tears across the cheek, hot feeling to let him know that it is not just a dream.　　英文爱情故事大全:2 　　Love makes waiting for life 　　"Break up". 　　My message to him, no punctuation emphasis, nor cute emoticons, dead silence as empty of refuse, removed the mobile phone card, don't give it a chance to ask why at all! I never thought, I always high cold, cold to let a person feel freezing cold! 　　While he on a business trip, I a person walk through of all the places we had been together, SLR help me to record every familiar place, recalls the past scenes, floating floating in my heart. But I know, the big stones in my heart aroused waves, this time from now on with these memories. I favorite city look, tearful, do the deepest farewell. 　　Listening to the songs ZhuangXinYan, tidy up your belongings, yes, I want to leave, I love to leave the city for many years, just to escape. Once upon a time, I'm betting, cities don't allow myself to hurt in love, or leave, but now leave, count yourself injured? I don't have time to think about these, pick up too many memories, burns my eyes, fall in my heart. 　　(2) 　　Met with him, because of a photo. 　　Entering the university, as a bookworm, favorite places, of course, is the library. But I was in the library of the photos in the photo contest saw my own shadow, in a corner of the window, with white desk, a clean girl holding a book sitting on table, gentle sunshine, a little glow on her. I see a delusion, never thought so humble little girl taken can also be so beautiful, companion suddenly took me and the silly? The somebody else all violation of your image rights, you still not go to look for his theory theory? I a surprised, rightness, at least he this effect is how take out? 　　So, I met with him, he didn't know he is sophomore computer science student, and as a freshman, I learn the financial accounting. Though different professional, we have a lot of things in common: professional is a waste of brain cells, like to read and write, tourist photographs. But, I never thought of, have adventures, and colors. But the world will always have a lot of, make many things strange. 　　As time goes on, the more I found that I and he will always be the understanding of each other's words. In addition, I often happen to coincide in the library to meet with him, in a coffee shop, and even sometimes work encounter. It's doomed, isn't? Looked at me, trying to want to see the whole youth! Youth, however, get started? 　　(3) 　　In young age, always meets the foolish thing. But the idiot will fell in the pit of fog fog, and then in a fog. The most is bitter, so I always out-of-touch, but don't want to thoroughly subjugate this time. However, if you meet such a person, you won't really fall? 　　Since college, I developed the habit of a do not love to eat breakfast, so the stomach is bad, but later, he wake me up on time every day, and then took me to eat breakfast. Although his family is rich, but still insist to go to work, he said, love depend on the material, but this material is to be responsible for his deeply engraved on my heart. I write good copy don't know why lost, he will be able to help me can or call back. He never like another me, I am wordless, he can know what I think, like what, so I never received a bouquet pruning, but all kinds of beautiful book, pen and small adorn article. We are together in a notebook to write mood diary, he kept during the day and night I custody, agreed with each other, to the twilight, write your own story together; We will go to play, he will patiently taught me the use of SLR method and skill to take photos, agreed with each other for each other for a lifetime of scenery, and the last stop is gulangyu island; We'll bubble is the city's largest library, together with the bread for a whole day, agreed on each other through the book here, do a real bookworm... Sometimes I peremptorily willfulness, snarling crayfish is a genuine, he is always very clever soothe me, make me obedient lovely doll. Perhaps, love is water, if lost, the flowers will wither. 　　Later, he graduated from work, and I also need to spend a year at school. Start I'm afraid of, afraid of external factors can let us produce distance. A lot of things, will divide the interpersonal relationships, perhaps stranger from now on. Have to say, I'm a luckydog, also can thoroughly into the intelligence quotient is negative, completely fell into the pit. No matter how busy, he will be after the first time for me, on a business trip with small gift compensation I, will use various ways to express his heart. 　　And now, I look at the past, not from get nose a acid, suddenly want to cry. Finally, I still strong, tears streaming down her face, never finishing on strength, holding himself tightly, curled up, things chest cough up hurt by silver bethanath across the ring - he promise when graduation, to trap me, forever! The rest of my life, perhaps for a long time, also perhaps is now. I just reached out and cut off his own lifetime, pack up the past, accompany to continue in the future. 　　Thought, my graduation will be a perfect start, but now, only to find that, this is the end of the broken. A wave of his hand of fate brought me into another road, let I missed him, between him and me, only parallel, loss of equal since then should be won't meet again. I ended up with a cruel refuse story, is not worthy of nostalgia, is miss, be remembered? Thoughtful, you should be right. Lock up lust, back up the bags and headed for the stranger. 　　(4) 　　Leave, equal to, but, a person, alone to go where? Suddenly a voice in my head: a lot of people feel you like a girl in suzhou, not suitable for the coastal city of big waves. Well, suzhou, and keep the amorous, poplar and willows. Know in addition to my family, I also told my girlfriends, all the things she fears, both my body and mental, I comfort her, and I will be strong to let all the things have a happy end, I will write my whereabouts in the blog, focus on "good luck", is to protect me. I gave her a big smile, big hug, because I don't know, this time to leave, when to meet again? When the meet again, if I can recognize her with eyes? Gradually glides across the lonely and sad in my heart, but I can't cry. 　　Goodbye favorite city, silently say goodbye to the favorite person, before I go, stood his home for a long time for a long time, long to I feel this is for a lifetime. Light scatter, I turned and, on the southbound train, I want to be with your eyes, a good rest. I want to pretend to have his company, when I can see the world, complete my dream, and he had walk the belong to our dream. 　　With your own words, I in the editorial department has found a job successfully. Still under a pen name "edge" - pale predestination, also want to live to dream, although I know, have a heart, I will die in the in the mind, to rot. 　　Away for so long, my heart is guilty, he said to me that love, not love. To him, love is respect, love is occupied. But to me, love is to leave, love is entangled. Miss away for so long, my heart, he said that once the text hiding himself, only to meet me, words is hidden under me, so now? Hiding who in words? Borrow my girlfriends QQ number to visit his space, time and time again to read his writing, read his heart. I saw him the most afraid of lonely, but finally when he wrote to start a new relationship, I stopped the silent attention, love, felt relieved, and then I will easily to start her own life. 　　I work hard, earn a lot of a lot of money, then go to travel, and constantly update their own blog, only the text. Years later, maybe in my eyes is the decoration, so, I just left the scenery in my heart. Although my blog without pictures, but bo powder increasingly multiplication, or share with each and every one of their own good, be a kind of happiness. 　　(5) 　　Time in a hurry, unconsciously I danced around a few times, he has always been my hidden in a corner, but he is sunshine, warm my heart. More want to forget, more memorable, and ran aground in the love of nature, like the method of poison, erode my every cell, is not here right now. Travel, tourism, tourism, in cities, in the city, in the city! 　　Even shuttle in every city, the heart will still stay at the origin, never leave. But, I can't go back, already can't go back! Then with the wind. 　　Each to a city, I will still be used to buy a beautiful book, but more think it's rare to see admire; I will go with a variety of small ornaments shop, but never take away one thing; I will choose a holding a warm day, in the coffee shop take in a seat near a window, a quiet afternoon; I still like to walk in the street looking around, or people will see similar to his, want to run in the past, but tell yourself, how could he come here? I don't quit the habit, just quietly from nosy I grow up to be me. 　　The days passed, her eyes grew blurred. Perhaps it is time I went to gulangyu island. I write my blog: 　　If two people pledge into a person's romance 　　Gulangyu is not far away? 　　Who escaped the line of sight 　　Who fulfilled who lie? 　　If at that time not see 　　At this time also can miss? 　　The last stop 　　Stand out of the fate of prejudice 　　If there is reincarnation 　　Don't live up to meet! 　　(6) 　　Player's head, the second day ready for departure. But got a parcel at this time, I opened, suddenly found a stack of photos and two ticket: a picture is on the corner of the every city I have ever been to me, my coffee shop, bookstore of I, I'm in the wind, the rain I, in the sun I; Ticket ticket is gulangyu, a write my name, and the other one, I froze: jung - right, is he, like a flash of lightning split into my heart, I nearly fainted! My eyes blurred, plain edge, edge, can live the dream? 　　The ticket below, it is a postcard, qiu jin powerful font greeted, familiar, too familiar, just can't believe the sight of all is a dream, isn't it, isn't it, isn't it??????? I will go to: postcards, word read word 　　Meet, like a thief 　　Steal my heart gentle 　　In ten thousand, from the fear of soft enough 　　Indirect light, turned out the warmth of your hand 　　Photo frames 　　I forget about 　　Can you the goblins 　　With my all, slip away 　　I forgot to talk, forget to smile 　　Forget to follow you, escape from the earth together 　　But used to drive, I have to find you 　　In fact you have been in the palm of my hand 　　Never leave 　　I stay in the office in front of you 　　For your blog writing poetry 　　This time I want to guard you 　　Never leaving 　　I'll be your eyes 　　I'll be your eyes 　　Take you have seen every scenery, through every inch of the land 　　I know your mind 　　See through your self-esteem 　　I hesitated, wandering 　　Foolhardy would I scare you off? 　　I'm so scared to lose 　　So I've been doing a stealth, protect you well 　　Forgive you surprised, you are the one, no branch can depend on you, forgive you all 　　You must believe that no matter what happens can alienate our promise 　　You remember, as long as you call me I will appear 　　You are never alone 　　I'd like to forward to give you a sense of security 　　My cell phone number has never changed 　　That heart, waiting for forever 　　- jung 　　Word my heart pulled up, forcefully pain, it turns out that I've seen in the figure, is he, he has been! Then open the box below: a beautiful book, open, is his endless tenderness, write "together" we been city; One unique small adorn article, is willing to part with or use I pick it up and down. 　　I have tears, focus attention on the things in front of all the whole, he gently to my neck in silver bethanath remove, remove the ring, predominantly wear in my hand: be ring is inescapable, it's a curse, only I can solve! 　　I looked at him, and his eye in floating in the sunlight and gentle! 　　英文爱情故事大全:3 　　Time in a hurry, the thick love 　　White is the color of you; , "lo lo" generous character; Because, because of you! 　　Despite, in spite of all you want to do him; The sea, and the general mind hold anyone bully him... 　　Heroin, it is you, I'm afraid you all "addiction" to each other! 　　"You his mama be sick..." 　　"I am sick..." 　　"Sick quickly take medicine!" 　　"You are the medicine." 　　Simple confessions, start your youth throb. 　　Mishaps life, made your flame. 　　Eight years ago, and you meet, to know each other, love each other. 　　Eight years later, you read, together, together. 　　Course because, as you help HaiZha mother died almost lost his life, you to Gu Hai rescued him from the car with his hands, and you alone to make his father agreed to join the army... 　　Gu Hai, for the sake of course because of the reputation of your classmates badly wounded, in order to protect the course because you blocked the truck for him dying, you in order to propose to his three hundred million yuan with lamp Mosaic "course because, let's get married!" ...... 　　In a car accident have not break up you, but to the world that you love. 　　The love of youth, perhaps the youth; Love, as an adult should be mature. 　　Eat together, sleep together, to go to school together, fishing, elope together... This is once upon a time. 　　Eat together, sleep together, struggle together, together hand in hand and together always... This is forever. 　　Course, now you are the captain, but still able to Gu Hai weakness. 　　Gu Hai now that you are "by sea" of the company's big boss, but still for course with tea to send meal. 　　You have become an integral part of each other, love each other, do not need to express in words, even if only one eye can feel each other's heart. 　　Time in a hurry, you from the impulse of youth into a mature man, eight years time, mishaps, but it was not polished the sincere heart. 　　The thick love, let you from the most beautiful years to perfect now, eight years time, ordinary, but the deep feeling is full. 　　I moved for you, also for you. 　　because 　　Although the time in a hurry 　　Still love the thick 　　I wish you hand in hand this life concomitant forever. 　　Time in a hurry, the thick love; Warm my heart, touched my feeling...英文爱情故事大全相关 文章 ： 1. 爱情英文故事 2. 英语爱情故事:爱的表白 3. 英语爱情故事:爱会伴随你的一生 4. 日常生活情景对话:爱情故事 5. 真实爱情故事大全

执子之手，一生何求?相敬到白头，宽容才长久。有梦一起追，有愁相互谋。是夫妻也是朋友，也曾争执，也曾泪流，怎敌得过这一场姻缘真情难催爱意永久!一场浪漫的爱情是每个人所渴望的。下面是我为大家准备的，希望大家喜欢! 　　篇一 　　Veronese story took place in the city, Montague family and Kaibulaite family two doors to a giant family, generations of hatred Jieyuan plot stirred up a new dispute over the fate of the doomed the two enemies gave birth to a pair of unfortunate lovers , Rational and crazy Romeo and Juliet in the beautiful gentle family vendetta in bination. The misery of their tragic Yunmie, reconciliation of their Jiaoe Zunqin. This section of the Sang Sang stubbornly love, and the rift that two parents, one-to-many situation of the children killed, has bee today's speech this drama. The conflict is tragic Romeo and Juliet love and hatred between the two families and confrontation 　　篇二 　　My aunt died back in about 2003. She was eighty-four and so was my uncle. When she passed he was devastated. They had been married for over 60 years. We expected him to pass on quickly after she died. He attended his church more frequently and his mourning was nearly unbearable to witness. His only daughter lived clear across the country so he had only the rest of the extended family and church family to fort him. 　　My cousin talked him into selling the house that he and my aunt had built together about twenty-five years before. It was very hard to part with the home they built together. He was going to move into an apartment, but at the last moment, my cousin and he saw a new house for sale, that was close to his business. She helped him buy furniture and a flat screen television. He had not watched television for years because of his religion. He was like a kid with a new toy but still grieved horribly for my aunt. 　　One day he called my cousin who was living in Texas and told her that he reconnected with a lady from a church that he and my aunt went to forty years previously. She played piano and his church was looking for new music. Her hu *** and had died about seven years previously. He said he just wanted someone to go out to dinner with and spend time with. We were happy for them but had no idea how it would turn out. They were both almost eighty-seven years old. 　　They were like lovebirds and spent as much time together as they could. They both had one child each, she a son, he a daughter. She had a house that her father built for her when she got married to her first hu *** and. She was content there. 　　The other fly in the ointment was that they were both very busy people. They both still worked! They were in their mid-eighties and both had their own family businesses. She worked for her son who took over the family business and he had his own business. The clash in their relationship came when they neither wanted to leave their respective churches. She went to her Baptist church that she had attended for many years and he went to his, which was a Pentecostal. They decided to remain friends but nothing more. He was broken-hearted, but felt that his religion was the only way. She didn’t want to leave her church and didn’t like the extreme of his. 　　Before too long they realized that they did not want to be apart. They would find a new church together. They planned to marry. When he took her to a jewelry store and bought her a diamond, the employees were so impressed that they had a big write up in our own local paper, "'The Truth' for Valentines' Day." They prepared for their wedding. They moved the wedding date up because neither wanted to wait any longer to "be together," and it was not proper to "be together" without being married. 　　They got married in her house, where they decided they would live. It was such a beautiful refreshing thing to see, two people who you would have thought had pretty much lived their lives, were beginning a new one together. I have never seen my uncle happier. He is still in love and she loves him as much as he loves her. 　　篇三 　　A girl and a boy were on a motorcycle, speeding through the night. 　　they loved each other a lot. 　　girl:" Slow down a little.. I'm scared.." 　　boy: "no, it's so fun.." 　　girl: "please... it's so scary.." 　　boy: "then say that you love me.." 　　girl: "fine..i love you..can you slow down now?" 　　boy: "give me a big hug.." 　　the girl gave him a big hug. 　　girl: "now can you slow down?" 　　boy: "can you take off my helmet and put it on? it's unfortable and? It's bothering me while i drive." 　　the next day, there was a story in the newspaper. a motorcycle had crashed into a building because its brakes were broken. 　　there were two people on the motorcycle, of which one died, and the other had survived... 　　the guy knew that the brakes were broken. he didn\'t want to let the girl know, because he knew that the girl would have gotten scared. 　　instead, he was told the last time that she loved him, got a hug from her,put his helmet on her so that she can live, and die himself... 　　once in awhile, right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairy tale...

关于爱的英语故事带翻译

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英文写作翻译频道为大家整理的关于爱情的英语作文带翻译 About Love，供大家参考:) About Love Anton Chekhov 第二天的午饭是非常美味的馅饼，小龙虾和羊肉片。我们正吃饭时，厨子尼卡诺来问客人们晚上想吃些什么。他是一个中等身材，胖脸，小眼睛的人，齐胡子根刮了脸，这使得看起来他的胡子仿佛不是刮掉的，而是被连根拔掉的。阿列恒告诉我们美丽的帕拉吉爱上了这个厨子，因为他喝酒且性格粗暴，帕拉吉不想嫁给她，但是愿意与他婚外同居。厨子是个很虔诚的人，他的宗教信仰不允许他“过着有罪的生活”。他坚持帕拉吉嫁给他，此外其它的事都答应她，可是他喝醉时经常大骂帕拉吉，甚至打她。无论何时厨子喝醉了酒，帕拉吉就习惯于躲到楼上哭泣，每当这个时候阿列恒和仆人们就待在屋里准备万一需要保护帕拉吉。 At lunch next day there were very nice pies, crayfish, and mutton cutlets; and while we were eating, Nikanor, the cook, came up to ask what the visitors would like for dinner. He was a man of medium height, with a puffy face and little eyes; he was close-shaven, and it looked as though his moustaches had not been shaved, but had been pulled out by the roots. Alehin told us that the beautiful Pelagea was in love with this cook. As he drank and was of a violent character, she did not want to marry him, but was willing to live with him without. He was very devout, and his religious convictions would not allow him to “live in sin”; he insisted on her marrying him, and would consent to nothing else, and when he was drunk he used to abuse her and even beat her. Whenever he got drunk she used to hide upstairs and sob, and on such occasions Alehin and the servants stayed in the house to be ready to defend her in case of necessity. 我们开始谈论爱情。 “爱情是如何产生的呢？”阿列恒说，“为什么帕拉吉在身心上不像爱自己一样地爱别人，她为什么会爱上尼卡诺，那个丑陋的猪嘴——我们所有人都叫尼卡诺‘猪嘴’——个人的幸福跟爱情的结果有多大关系——所有这些问题我们都不明所以；个人能获得的见解只是他从中希望获得的罢了。迄今为止，说到爱无可置疑的事实就是：‘爱是一个大大的谜。’关于爱所说和所写下的一切都不是结论，而只是这个仍然没有答案的问题的陈述罢了。这个解释似乎只适合一份份单独的爱情，而不适用于其它众多的例子。在我看来，的做法就是单独解说每一份爱情，而不要企图归纳爱情。就像医生们说的，我们应该个别对待每一个例子。” “完全正确。”伯京同意。 We began talking about love. “How love is born,” said Alehin, “why Pelagea does not love somebody more like herself in her spiritual and external qualities, and why she fell in love with Nikanor, that ugly snout—we all call him ‘The Snout’—how far questions of personal happiness are of consequence in love—all that is unknown; one can take what view ones likes of it. So far only one incontestable truth has been uttered about love: ‘This is a great mystery.’ Everything else that has been written or said about love is not a conclusion, but only a statement of questions which have remained unanswered. The explanation which would seem to fit one case does not apply in a dozen others, and the very best thing, to my mind, would be to explain every case individually without attempting to generalize. We ought, as the doctors say, to individualize each case.” “Perfectly true,” Burkin assented. “我们这些受过教育的俄国阶层都偏爱那些还没有答案的问题。爱情通常都被诗意化，用玫瑰、夜莺来装饰。我们俄国人却用些重大的问题来装饰爱情，且选择了其中最无趣的部分。在莫斯科读书时，我有一位与我一起生活的朋友，一位迷人的女士，每次我把她抱在怀里，她就在想我这是允许她帮我料理一个月的家务以及一磅牛肉多少钱。同样地，坠入爱河时我们总不厌其烦地问自己：这是合乎名誉的还是违背名誉的，明智的还是愚蠢的，这份爱在通往何处，等等。想这些问题是好事还是坏事我不知道，但是这些问题困扰着你，找不到答案且令人气恼，我就十分清楚了。” “We Russians of the educated class have a partiality for these questions that remain unanswered. Love is usually poeticized, decorated with roses, nightingales; we Russians decorate our loves with these momentous que stions, he peasants, men and women, from the neighbouring villages; the work went on at a tremendous pace. I myself ploughed and sowed and reap “这有点出乎意料，因为我和卢格诺维奇并不熟，跟他只是职务上的交往，从未去过他家里。我刚刚回旅馆房间换好衣服要出去吃晚饭。这是我命中注定要与卢格诺维奇的妻子，安娜·阿列克丝耶夫娜相遇。那时她还很年轻，至多二十二岁，她的第一个孩子刚刚半岁。这都是过去的事了，而现在我发现很难说得清她到底有何例外，以及她那么吸引我的原因。当时，在那次晚宴上，这一切对我非常清晰，我看到了一个年轻可爱，善良聪明而迷人的女人，仿佛之前我从未遇到过一个这样的人。我立刻觉得她是某个我已经很熟悉很亲密了的人，好像那张脸，那诚恳聪慧的眼神，我小时候已在某处——搁在我母亲衣柜里的相 pring. “After that I spent the whole summer at Sofino without a break, and I had no time to think of the town, either, but the memory of the graceful fair-haired woman remained in my mind all those days; I did not think of her, but it was as though her light shadow were lying on my heart. “深秋，城里举行一场以慈善为目的的戏剧演出。中场休息时我接到邀请去了镇长的包厢，我一看，安娜·阿列克丝耶夫娜正坐在镇长夫人的旁边。她的美丽温柔，她那亲切的眼神，再一次令我不可抗拒，令我激动不已，我的心里再次涌起了那种亲近的感觉。我 所有包裹，为了某种原因每次我都会像一个孩子一样满怀爱意，一样一本正经地拿过那些包裹。 ‘Who is there?’ I would hear from a faraway room, in the drawling voice that seemed to me so lovely. “ ‘It is Pavel Konstantinovitch,’ answered the maid or the nurse. “Anna Alexyevna would come out to me with an anxious face, and would ask every time: “ ‘Why is it so long since you have been? Has anything happened?’ “Her eyes, the elegant refined hand she gave me, her indoor dress, the way she did her hair, her voice, her step, always produced the same impression on me something ing in the same way at the window, he would come up to me, with red ears, and say: “ ‘My wife and I earnestly I beg you to accept this present.’ “And he would give me studs, a cigar-case, or a lamp, and I would send them game, butter, and flowers from the country. They both, by the way, had considerable means of their own. In early days I often borrowed money, and was not very particular about it—borrowed wherever I could—but nothing in the world have induced me to borrow from the Luganovitchs. But why talk of it? “我闷闷不乐。在家里，在地里，在牲畜棚里，我都在想她。我苦苦思索一个美丽、聪明的年轻女人为什么要嫁给一个无趣、几乎可以做她父亲的人（她丈夫已四十出头），还跟他生孩子；想弄懂这个无趣、善良、心思简单的男人，在舞会和晚会上一直待在更刻板的人身边，用令人厌烦的机智争论着，看上去倦怠而多余，脸上的表情顺从而无动于衷，就像他被带到那 tter if I had had a beautiful, interesting life—if, for instance, I had been struggling for the emancipation of my country, or had been a celebrated man of science, an artist or a painter; but as it was it would mean taking her from one everyday humdrum life to another as humdrum or perhaps more so. And how long would our happiness last? What would happen to her in case I was ill, in case I died, or if we simply grew cold to one another? “同样地，显然她也有充分的理由。她要考虑她的丈夫，孩子，还有她的母亲，她母亲爱她父亲就像爱孩子一样。如果她放纵自己到感情里她将不得不说谎，要不然说出事实真相，以她的地位这两种后果都同样糟糕和不便。且她还要受到她的爱是否将带我给幸福这个问题的折磨——事实上，我的生活已经够辛苦和困难重重了，她不会使我的生活更复杂吗？她认为对我来说她不够年轻了，要开始一种新生活她既不勤奋也没有足够的精力。她常常跟她丈夫说娶一个聪明的好女孩对我来说很重要，她会成为我的助手，成为一个能干的主妇，不过她会立刻补充说要在全城找到一个这样的女孩子并不容易。 “And she apparently reasoned in the same way. She thought of her husband, her children, and of her mother, who loved the hu t each other; but by some strange misunderstanding, when we came out of the theatre we always said good- bye and parted as though we were strangers. Goodness knows what people were saying about us in the town already, but there was not a word of truth in it all! “后来的几年里安娜·阿列克丝耶夫娜开始时常去看望她母亲或去她姐姐那。她开始情绪低落，开始认为她的生活被扰乱，并感到不满了，她有时不再关心她的丈夫，也不关心她的孩子了。她已开始接受神经衰弱的治疗。 “我们在一起时除了沉默还是沉默。而在外人面前她对我表现出一种奇怪的愤怒，不管我说什么，她都跟我唱反调，要是我与人争论，她就支持我的对手。如果我掉了什么东西，她会冷冷地说： “‘恭喜你了。’ “去剧院时如果我忘了拿观剧望远镜，过后她会说： “‘我知道你会忘记的。’ “In the latter years Anna Alexyevna took to going away for frequent visits to her mother or to her sister; she began to suffer from low spirits, she began to recognize that her life was spoilt and unsatisfied, and at times she did not care to see her husband nor her children. She was already being treated for neurasthenia. “We were silent and still silent, and in the presence of outsiders she displayed a strange irritation in regard to me; w et in the compartment our spiritual fortitude deserted us both; I took her in my arms, she pressed her face to my breast, and tears flowed from her eyes. Kissing her face, her shoulders, her hands wet with tears—oh, how unhappy were!—I confessed my love for her, and with a burning pain in my heart I realized how unnecessary, how petty, and how deceptive all that had hindered us from loving was. I understood that when you love you must either, in your reasonings about that love, start from what is highest, from what is more important than happiness or unhappiness, sin or virtue in their accepted meaning, or you must not reason at all. “我最后一次吻了她，紧握了一下她的手，然后永远地离开了。火车已经开了，我走进下一个车厢里——那是一个空车厢——一直坐在那儿哭直到火车抵达下一个站。然后回到沙非诺的家……。” “I kissed her for the last time, pressed her hand, and parted for ever. The train had already started. I went into the next compartment—it was empty—and until I reached the next station I sat there crying. Then I walked home to Sofino….” 在阿列恒讲述他的故事时，雨停了，太阳出来了。伯京和伊凡·伊凡诺维奇去了阳台，从那儿能看到花园和磨坊池塘那边的美丽景色，磨坊池塘此刻在阳光下像镜子一样闪闪发光。他们赞赏这美丽的景色，同时伤感目光亲切睿智的阿列恒——他饱含真情地给他们讲述了这个故事——一直像轮子上的松鼠一样旋转不息地在

爱情和情歌一样，最高境界是余音袅袅。只有细水长流才会有相濡以沫的爱情。本文是关于爱情的 英语 故事 ，希望对大家有帮助!　　关于爱情的英语故事篇一 　　A beautiful true love story 　　One day, a young guy and a young girl fell in love. But the guy came from a poor family. The 　　girl’s parents weren’t too happy. So the young man decided not only to court the girl but to 　　court her parents as well. In time, the parents saw that he was a good man and was worthy of 　　their aughter’s hand. 　　有一天，一个年轻小伙子和一位年轻姑娘坠入爱河。但小伙子出身贫寒。姑娘的父母不 　　太乐意。所以年轻小伙决定不仅向女孩求爱，也向她父母请求。随着时间推移，姑娘的父母 　　发现这个小伙子很不错，是值得女儿托付的人。 　　But there was another problem: The man was a soldier. Soon, war broke out and he was 　　being sent overseas for a year. The week before he left, the man knelt on his knee and asked 　　his lady love, “Will you marry me?” She wiped a tear, said yes, and they were engaged. They 　　agreed that when he got back in one year, they would get married. 　　可是有一个问题：这个小伙子个士兵。不久战争爆发了，他被派往海外一年。在他离开 　　的前一礼拜，他跪到姑娘的面前向她恳求，“你愿意嫁给我吗??姑娘擦了擦眼泪说愿，于 　　是他们了订婚了，说好等他一年后回来后就结婚。 　　But tragedy struck. A few days after he left, the girl had a major vehicular accident. It was a 　　head-on collision. When she woke up in the hospital, she saw her father and mother crying. 　　Immediately, she knew that he must had been badly injured. 　　但悲剧发生了。就在他离开在几天后，姑娘遇上车辆迎头相撞的重大车祸。当她醒来的 　　时候她躺在了医院，看到父母亲在哭泣，她意立刻识到自己伤得不轻。 　　She later found out that she suffered brain injury. The part of her brain that controlled her f 　　ace muscles was damaged. Her once lovely face was now disfigured. She cried as she saw 　　herself in the mirror. “Yesterday, I was beautiful. Today, I’m a monster.” Her body was also 　　covered with so many ugly wounds. Right there and then, she decided to release her fiancé 　　from their promise. She knew he wouldn’t want her anymore. She would forget about him and 　　never see him again. 　　后来，她发现她自己是脑损伤。控制她的脸部肌肉的那部分大脑受损，她那张人见人爱 　　的脸现在毁了。在镜子里看到自己样子，她不禁痛哭起来。“昨天我是美丽的。今天却成了 　　丑八怪”。她浑身都是可怕的伤口。此时此刻，她决定背离他俩许下的承诺，离开她的未婚 　　夫。她心想他是不会要她了，她要忘了他，再也不见他。 　　For one year, the soldier wrote many letters — but she wouldn’t answer. He phoned her 　　many times but she wouldn’t return her calls. 　　一年之中，这位士兵小伙子给她写了许多信，她就是不回复。他给她打许多次电话，她 　　也不回电话。 　　But after one year, the mother walked into her room and announced, “He’s back from the 　　war.” The girl shouted, “No! Please don’t tell him about me. Don’t tell him I’m here!” 　　一年后，母亲走进她的房间告诉她说，“他已从战场上回来了”。姑娘大声说道。“不! 　　不要把我的情况告诉他，别告诉他我在这里。” 　　The mother said, “He’s getting married,” and handed her a wedding invitation. The girl’s 　　heart sank. She knew she still loved him — but she had to forget him now. With great sadness, 　　she opened the wedding invitation. And then she saw her name on it! 　　母亲又对她说，“他要结婚了”，说着递给她一个婚礼请帖。姑娘的心碎了，她知道自 　　己还爱着他，可是现在她必须忘了他。怀着较大悲伤，她打开了婚礼请帖，赫然看到请帖上 　　写着她的名字! 　　Confused, she asked, “What is this?” 　　“怎么回事?”她困惑不已。 　　That was when the young man entered her room with a bouquet of flowers. He knelt beside 　　her and asked, “Will you marry me?” 　　就在这时候，这位年轻小伙子拿一束鲜花走进了她的房间。他跪在她身旁问道：“你 　　愿意嫁给我吗?” 　　The girl covered her face with her hands and said, “I’m ugly!” 　　姑娘用手掌捂着脸说，“我丑!” 　　The man said, “Without your permission, your mother sent me your photos. When I saw 　　your photos, I realized that nothing has changed. You’re still the person I fell in deep love. 　　You’re still as beautiful as ever. Because I love you!” 　　小伙子答道，“没有问你的允许，你妈妈把你的照片寄给了我。我看到你的照片，我 　　想没有什么可改变的，你仍然是我深爱的人。你还是像以前一样美丽，因为我爱你!” 　　关于爱情的英语故事篇二 　　How to keep in touch with my girl friend 　　More than 2000 kilometers apart, I cannot stay with my girlfriend, a beautiful and lovely girl, for we are both busy in studying and working respectively. 　　Almost every night, if not always, she turns up in my dreams, in white wedding dresses with a bunch of flowers in hand, wearing happy smile. My mind, if not occupied by the dull books and endless homework, is always full of her pretty face, her sweet smiles, her tender kisses and her smart tricks. Every day is just a torture for us. I can hardly imagine how I can continue to suffer for another three years. 　　Efficient communication is essential for us, for we miss each other strongly! 　　If the money left in my telephone card is not zero and I happen to be in dormitory, I must constrain myself from calling her, because as a teacher in a university, she has her own business to deal with and I don’t not like to bother her. When I finish my lunch, I dash back and dial her number which is so familiar for me that I can dial it with my eyes closed. Every night, back from the library, although tired and sleepy, I chat with her for at least 20 minutes, just to hear her wonderful voice, which is indispensable for me. Sometimes we chat into deep night, and time always elapses before we know it. If we happen to fail to call, it is hard for me to have a sound sleep. When I am puzzled with some questions, her voice will always inspire me and bring forward new ideas which lead to excellent solutions. What a great miracle! When she run into some difficulties, she always appeals to me and I try my best to comfort her and give some advice. I prefer telephone cards to food although my income is limited, and she takes the initiative to call me because she’d like me to feed myself well. 　　Thanks for the mobile communication technology that is developing fast, we can send short messages with cell phones. We send at least 10 every day, just to feel each other and make us felt. When we are happy or sad, the first reaction is to tell each other in the short messages. I copy all the short messages in my diary and so does she. Sometimes I read them repeatedly, with a warm passion floating in my heart. 　　It is convenient for us to surf on the Internet and we chat through QQ, a popular and free instant communication tool. We bought and installed digital cameras so that we can see each other vividly. Sometimes the pictures captured by the cameras are not so fluent owe to the limited network band but we can endure it because what really count is that we can see each other as if we are nearby. She tells me that she is worried about me when she finds that I am thinner than before and exhorts me to take care. We send e-mails to tell how deep we love each other. 　　Old and almost obsolete as it is, we write to each other frequently. We appreciate the written letters for they make us appreciate and value the warmth. I keep the letters neatly in my drawer and go through them before sleeping. I believe the letters will be our wealth in our life which is so valuable that they cannot be assessed by money or anything else. From time to time, we send little and lovely presents, just to give each other a sweet surprise. When I take photos on the campus of Tsinghua University, I send them to her to confirm her that I am well. When the winter comes, she sends me warm clothes. 　　So as you see, we can feel love and happiness every day in spite of the long distance because we love and care for each other deeply, and we believe the true love will always prevail! 　　关于爱情的英语故事篇三 　　最浪漫的回忆 　　As Anna looked out the window of her old beach house on the edge of the emerald sea, she bedpan to remember all the beautiful memories she had there throughout her many years. One memory in particular seemed to come to mind It was about 70 years ago late in the month . Anna was 16 years old and that was her first summer together with Peter. Although she felt that she had been with him forever, it had only been a short month since then had tirst met on that very beach. This particular day was so memorable that Anna found herself thinking about it all the time, since Peter ha、passed away. 　　坐落在翠绿的海边的海滨别墅里，安娜望着窗外，开始回忆起她多年来在那里留下的美丽的瞬间，关于其中的某个瞬间的记忆犹为深刻。故事发生在大概70年前的深秋，那年安娜16岁，也是她和皮特一起度过的第一个夏天。尽管她感觉已经和皮特在一起很久了，可实际上自从他们第一次在海滩相遇才过去短短一个月而已。那是特殊的一天，是值得回忆的一天，自从皮特去世后，安娜的思绪总是不自觉地回到那一天。 　　Early that morning at about 5:45, Anna awoke to the sound of a tapping on her window. When she opened the window, to her surprise Peter was standing there with a 　　picnic basket and a blanket. Peter told Anna that since it was his last day at the beach this summer that he wanted to spend the entire day with her. from the time of the sunrise to after the sunset on the horizon. After they watched the sunrise early that and ate their romantic picnic breakfast. they一sat on the swing at the nearby talked for hours on end, telling each other how they would keep in touch until they could be together the following summer. 　　那天清晨约5:45,安娜就被轻轻敲打窗子的声音弄醒了打开窗，她惊讶地发现皮特站在窗外手里提着野餐篮和毯子他说今天是和安娜一起在海滩度过的这个夏天的最后一天，他想要一整天都和安娜在一起，从日出到日落他们一起观看老人那天清晨的的日出，一起享用了一顿浪漫的野餐早餐，一起在附近的公园荡秋千他们交谈了好几个小时，让彼此知道他们会一直保持联系，直到第二年夏天再次相见。 　　It was a beautiful day and the aun beamed down on them in the early afternoon as they swam in the waves of the crystal clear water at the beach. Anna could remember them splashing and playing in the water for what has seemed like a million years and not knowing where all the time had gone. 　　那天天气很好，他们在海边清澈的波浪里 游泳 ，午后的阳光照耀在他们身上安娜仍然记得，他们在海里打着水仗，时间在嬉戏中不知不觉地流失。 　　It was already starting to get dark on the beach. So then, Anna and Peter dried off and found a pretty spot at the top of a hill they had often gone to talk throughout the summer. They set out their blankets and laid in each other's arm until all of sudder it began to pour. Most people would have thought that the rain would put a damper on their prfect day, but Anna still remembers the strike of excitement it sent through her, as the drops poured way Peter had taken her by the hand and led her down the side of muddy hill to the beach sent chills up her began to dance right there on the sand, in th a pouring rain. As they danced. in each other strong could still remember Peter's exact words. He said to her.‘f love you Anna and f want to be with you and only you for the rest of my life’At that very moment. Anna knew that she felt exactly the same and that they would be together for the rest of their lives. 　　海滩开始呈现夜色，安娜和皮特待衣服风干后，在整个夏天他们聊天常去的小山顶上找到了一处好位置，摊开毯子，彼此依偎，直到突然下起倾盆大雨.大多数人也许会觉得这场雨给他俩完美的一天带来些许遗憾，而安娜却仍然记得当雨点倾泻而至时自己体会到的兴奋皮特牵着她的手，带着她走下泥泞的山坡，一直走到海滩上的情形令她心动神摇倾盆大雨中，他们开始在沙滩上跳舞，他们跳着、紧紧地拥抱着对方，“我爱你，安娜，我希望能和你共度此生，也只想和你共度此生”，这些话，安娜仍然清楚地记得.在那一刻，她知道，她的想法和皮特一样，他们将共度余生. 　　As the rain bedpan to stop and the clouds cleared from the sky, Peter and Anna sat down to watch the most beautiful sunset that either of them had ever seen. Peter walked Anna home that night and regardless of how hard it was for the both of them to say good-bye; they both knew it had to happen eventually. Throughout that year, Anna still remembers sending and receiving dozens of letters and pictures to keep in touch. 　　雨过云开，安娜和皮特一起坐着欣赏未曾见识过的落霞美景晚上皮特送安娜回家，尽管他们都不愿意说再见，但他们明自，这个时刻始终会到来安娜清楚地记得，那一年，他们保持着频繁的信件和照片联系。 　　Thinking back through the 69 wonderful years that they had together, that one day is the one that stands out most in her mind Although she had many more memories that are unforgettable with Peter, she still thinks back to the way he looked that night. The way his wet dark hair fell over his sapphire blue eyes still put butterflies in Anna's stomach’!In addition, the way that his strong body made her feel so safe as they danced in the rain, like ht would never let her go. 　　回忆起他们一起走过的幸福的69年时光，有关那大的记忆最为深刻尽管还有很多有关皮特的无法忘怀的回忆，她仍然经常回忆起那天晚上皮特的样子，他湿湿的黑发垂在深蓝色的眼睛上面的样子仍让她的心如小鹿般乱撞此外，他们雨中舞动时，他那强壮的体魄给她一种强烈的安全感，让她感觉他永远都不会放开她. 　　Anna spent many days and nights for the past nine months since Peter had passed away reminiscing" about that one special day they had together, she never regretted any of the time they had spent together. She only cherished the way that sun looked as it raised and tell over the horizon. Anna continued to sit by her windowsill and dream of yesterday and she would continue to until the day she could be with her one true love, Peter again. 　　皮特去世后的9个月内，安娜日夜都沉浸在他们在海滩一起度过的那个特殊日子的美好回忆中。对于她和皮特一起度过的每一天，安娜井不觉得有任何遗憾，她只是在珍藏着那天日出日落的美景坐在窗边，安娜重温着昨大的记忆，日复一日，直到她和真爱皮特再次相聚的那天。

A Philosopher’s Courtship Many years ago in the city of Hamburg, the saintly philosopher Moses Mendelssohn fell in love with a charming woman named Fruntje. He approached her father, Guggenheim, to inform him of his love for her. Guggenheim, referring to Mendelssohn’s hunchback, the result of a curvature of the spine, replied “Well, you are philosopher and a wise man, so you will not take amiss. The girl said she became frightened when she saw you because of your appearance.” This did not surprise Mendelssohn, and he immediately asked to speak with Fruntje. Although she avoided looking at him throughout the conversation, Mendelssohn was able to lead the conversation to the subject that was on his mind. Timidly, Fruntje asked if he too, believed in marriages that were made in heaven. Mendelssohn said that yes he did, and then went on to relate an unusual story: “As you know, they call out in Heaven at the birth of a boy, ‘This one will get that girl for a wife.’ When I was born, my future wife was also thus announced, but it was added, ‘She will, alas, have a terrible bump.’ I shouted, ‘Oh, Lord, a girl who is humpbacked will very easily become bitter and hard. A girl should be beautiful. Good Lord, give the hump to me, and let her be handsome and well formed!” Fruntje immediately accepted his proposal and soon became the faithful and devoted wife of Mendelssohn.哲学家求婚 许多年以前，在汉堡，神学哲学家摩西.孟德尔松爱上了一个名叫弗伦姬的妩媚女子。他拜见了对方的父亲古根海姆，倾诉了对他女儿的爱意。古根海姆看着孟德尔松由脊椎弯曲造成的驼背 ，回答说：“呃，您是哲学家，聪明人，您不会误解。我的女孩说过，她看到您的外貌就害怕。” 孟德尔松对此并不惊讶。他马上提出要和弗伦姬谈谈。弗伦姬在交谈时目光始终没有落在孟德尔松身上，然而孟德尔松却把谈话引到了心里要说的话题。弗伦姬问他是否相信婚姻天缔，孟德尔松说他相信，接着又说了一个离奇的故事：“你知道，男孩出生时，天上会有人高声说，‘这个男孩要娶那个女孩为妻。’在我出生时，他们也这样宣布我的未婚妻，但是还加了一句，‘唉，她的背驼得厉害。’我叫了起来，‘啊，主呀，女孩驼背生活自然痛苦艰难。女孩可应当漂漂亮亮。善良的主呀，就让我驼背，让她美丽出众、身材匀称吧！” 弗伦姬立刻接受了求婚，不久就成了孟德尔松的忠实尽心的妻子。