Ten classic love stories that touched you.

In a very quiet and beautiful town, there is a pair of very loving lovers who go to the seaside every day.

Watching the sunrise and sending the sunset at the seaside at night, everyone who has seen them will cast envious eyes on them.

But one day, in a car accident, the girl was unfortunately seriously injured. She lay quietly in the hospital bed.

In fact, I didn't wake up for days and nights. During the day, the boy stayed in front of the bed and kept calling for his unconscious lover.

; In the evening, he ran to the church in the town and prayed to God. He has cried his tears dry.

A month has passed, the girl is still asleep, the boy is haggard, but he is still struggling.

Hold on. Finally, one day, God was moved by this spoony boy. So he decided to give it to this persistent person.

Children are an exception. God asked him, "Would you like to exchange your life?" The boy did not hesitate.

Answer: "I do!" God said, "well, I can make your lover wake up quickly, but you must."

Promise to be a dragonfly for three years, okay? Hearing this, the boy replied firmly, "I do!" "

At dawn, the boy became a beautiful dragonfly. He said goodbye to God and flew to the doctor in a hurry.

Hospital. The girl really woke up. She was still talking to a doctor nearby, but he couldn't hear her.

A few days later, the girl recovered and was discharged from hospital, but she was not happy. She asked about the boy's whereabouts,

But no one knows where the boy went. The girl has been looking for it all day, but she has become a dragonfly.

The boy has been by her side, but he can't shout, can't hug, and can only be silent.

Suffer from blindness. Summer passed, the cool autumn wind blew off the leaves, and the dragonfly had to leave here.

So he landed on the girl's shoulder for the last time. He wants to touch her face with his wings, with tiny

Mouth to kiss her forehead, but his weak body is still not enough to be found by her.

In a blink of an eye, spring came, and the dragonfly couldn't wait to fly back to find its lover. However, her familiarity

Sita stood beside a tall and handsome man. At that moment, the dragonfly almost fell from midair.

Let's go People talked about how sick the girl was after the car accident and described how kind and wonderful the male doctor was.

Love also describes how natural their love is, and of course describes that girls are as happy as before.

Dragonfly is very sad. In the next few days, he often saw the man with his lover.

Watch the sunrise at the seaside and the sunset at night, and he can stop on her shoulder except occasionally.

Nothing can be done.

This summer is particularly long, and dragonflies fly painfully low every day. He didn't have the courage to face his past.

A lover for one day. The whispering between her and the man, his happy laughter with her, all suffocated him.

In the summer of the third year, dragonflies no longer visit their lovers often. Her shoulder was gently hugged by the male doctor.

Smiling, my face was gently kissed by a male doctor, and I had no time to pay attention to a sad dragonfly, and I was not in the mood.

Miss the past.

God's three-year deadline is coming. On the last day, dragonfly's ex-lover and that

The male doctor held a wedding.

Dragonflies quietly flew into the church and landed on God's shoulders. He heard the lovers below swear to God.

: I am willing! He watched the male doctor put the ring on his former lover's hand, and then looked at them sweetly.

Kissing. Dragonflies shed sad tears.

God sighed, "Do you regret it?" Dragonflies dry their tears: "No!" God took another one.

Alice said happily, "Then, you can be yourself again tomorrow." Dragonfly shook his head: "Let me do it."

The dragonfly of a lifetime ... "

Some destinies are doomed to be lost, and some destinies will never have a good result. Loving someone is different.

You must have it, but if you have someone, you must love him. Do you have dragonflies on your shoulders?

If you see this story, it is because someone is silently blessing you, because you also love the person around you.

Some people.

At that time, the girl 18 years old was the owner of a flower shop. Every morning, she gets up early, humming a bunch of wrapped flowers and putting them in the window in turn. Red roses, green plantains, fresh and pleasant lilies ... She took care of them carefully, smiled and seemed to understand the language of every word.

Every night, a teenager sends flowers, of course. I didn't give it to her on purpose. He is a salesman in the flower corporation. He doesn't like talking Every time I come, I just check the number on the bill of lading and leave. His slim figure and quiet face.

Later, I learned that he was dumb. He was deaf in an accident, so of course he can't speak.

The next day, she made many labels out of paper and put them in the shop. For example, where is the ice water and where is the telephone. She collected many newspapers and magazines and put them on the counter. He sometimes turns it over inadvertently. Gradually, the teenager became cheerful and began to talk to her with a pen, supplemented by gestures. She saw his troubles, sadness, pain and happiness.

In a blink of an eye, the girl is 22 years old. The girl always wanted to tell him that she loved him, but she was ashamed to speak. She wrote down these three words and put them under the glass. When the boy drank water, he saw that the smile on his face faded away, his face was solemn, and his body seemed to tremble slightly. After the boy left, the girl saw the note he wrote: I can't ruin the happiness of your life. Please forgive me. Goodbye. After reading it, the girl burst into tears.

Two months later, the boy frequently appeared in the flower shop. Because the girl had a car accident, although her life was not in danger, she could not talk from now on. Girls also began to communicate with people with pens. Everyone around her sympathized with her, but she was happy.

Finally, one day, the boy proposed to the girl, wrapped in 99 red roses and surrounded by stars, and solemnly gave it to the girl. The girl took it and burst into tears.

After the marriage, the man contracted a piece of land in the suburbs, hired a gardener to grow flowers, and then picked them at the flower shop in the city. Business is getting bigger and bigger, and life is getting happier. On the tenth wedding anniversary, a man went to a jewelry store to choose a gift for her-an oversized platinum diamond ring. I had an accident on my way back and was taken to the hospital. I never woke up. The woman threw herself on him, shouting his name and crying with a "wow". They got a fright, the woman said

With you gone, I don't have to play dumb.

It suddenly dawned on everyone that a woman had been "dumb" for ten years in order to make men accept her.

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Fanka

Nine-year-old Fanka zhukov was sent to the shoemaker Ariadne as an apprentice three months ago. On Christmas Eve, he didn't lie down to sleep. He waited for the boss, the proprietress and some guys to go to church, so he took out a small bottle of ink and a rusty pen from the boss's closet, smoothed a crumpled white paper and wrote a letter.

Before writing the first word, he looked anxiously at the door and window, then glanced sideways at the dim statue, with two rows of shelves on both sides, and the shelves were filled with the last trees. He sighed, knelt in front of the workbench and spread the paper on the workbench.

"Dear Grandpa Konstantin McAuliffe," he wrote, "I am writing to you. Merry Christmas to you and God bless you. I have no parents, only you are a relative. "

Fanka looked at the black window, which reflected the dim shadow of candles; He imagined his grandfather Constantine McAuliffe, as if in front of him. Grandpa is the night watchman of Mr. Rifalovich's house. He is a funny little old man, 65 years old, always smiling and blinking. During the day, he always sleeps in the big kitchen. In the evening, he put on a wide sheepskin coat and knocked on the bangzi, walking around the villa. The old bitch Kahidanka and the male dog loach followed him with their heads down. Misgurnus anguillicaudatus is a very obedient and lovely dog. It is black and as long as the weasel, so it is called loach.

Now, grandpa must be standing at the gate, squinting at the bright red window of the country church. He must have stamped his foot in high felt boots, and his banger hung on his belt. He was huddled up with cold and shrugged his shoulders. ...

The weather is really good, sunny, windless, dry and cold. It was a moonless night, but the whole village-white roofs, plumes of smoke from chimneys, silvery white trees covered with thick frost, and snowdrifts-could be seen. The sky is full of happy twinkling stars. Tianhe looks very clear, as if someone polished it with snow for the festival. ...

Fanka sighed, dipped the pen tip and continued to write.

"I got a beating last night because I fell asleep unconsciously while shaking the cradle of their cubs. The boss grabbed my hair, dragged me into the yard and beat me with a belt. This week, the proprietress asked me to pick up a herring. When I picked it up from my tail, she picked it up and poked me in the face with its mouth. Those guys played a trick on me They asked me to go to the hotel for a drink. They asked me to steal the boss's cucumber. The boss picked up a guy and hit me. Where is the food? There's nothing. Eat some bread in the morning, porridge at noon and some bread at night; As for tea, only the boss eats and drinks by himself. They let me sleep in the aisle. As soon as their baby cries, I don't want to sleep, so I have to shake the cradle. Dear grandpa, have mercy and take me away from here and go back to our village home! I can't take it anymore! ..... I kneel for you, and I will always pray to God for you. Get me out of here or I'll die! ……"

Fanka skimmed her pie, rubbed her eyes with the back of her dirty hand and sobbed.

"I will rub the tobacco leaves for you," he continued. "I will pray to God for you. If I do something wrong, you can give me a good beating. If you are afraid that I can't find a job, I can go to the housekeeper and, for God's sake, let me shine my shoes. Or I'll make Fichika promise to help him herd sheep. Dear grandpa, I can't stand it any more, only a dead end! ..... I want to run back to our village, but I have no shoes and am afraid of the cold. When I grow up, I will take care of you, and no one dares to bully you.

"Speaking of Moscow, this is a big city. These houses belong to gentlemen. There are more horses and fewer sheep, and dogs are not fierce at all. At Christmas, children here don't walk around with star lights, and people are not allowed to sing in the church choir. Once, I saw a fishhook seller with a fishing rod and fishing line in the window of a shop. You can catch all kinds of fish, which is very expensive. There is a giant catfish that can even weigh up to one pole. I also saw some shops selling all kinds of guns, just like our boss's guns. I think a gun is worth 100 rubles. There are marmots, partridges and rabbits in the butcher shop ... but where those things come from, the guys in the shop won't say.

"Dear Grandpa, when he hangs candy on the Christmas tree, please pick a golden walnut and hide it in my green box."

Fanka sighed sadly and stared at the window again. He remembers that grandpa always went to the Woods to cut down the Christmas tree, and grandpa always took him there. What a happy day! Haw in the frozen mountain forest, grandpa has a cold and cough, he has a cold and cough ... cut down the Christmas tree, grandpa smokes a pipe first, smokes snuff for a while, and laughs with the frozen little Fanka for a while. ..... Many small fir trees covered with thick frost stood there motionless, waiting to see which one should die. Suddenly, a rabbit jumped out of nowhere and went through the snow like an arrow. Grandpa couldn't help crying. "Grab it, grab it, grab it!" Hey, short-tailed ghost! "

Grandpa dragged the cut tree back to the host's house and everyone began to decorate the tree.

"Come on, dear grandpa," Wanka went on to write, "I beg you to take me out of here for God's sake. Have pity on me, an unfortunate orphan. Everyone here hits me. I'm starving, I'm lonely, and I'm speechless. I always cry. One day, my boss hit me on the head with a shoe last. I fainted and finally woke up. My life is hopeless, even worse than a dog! ..... I greet Liao Na, one-eyed Igor, and the coachman. Don't let others take my little organs. Your grandson Ivan zhukov. Dear grandpa, come on! "

Fanka folded the paper full of words into four folds and put it in an envelope, which was bought by a Gaby the night before. He thought for a moment, dipped in ink and wrote down the address.

Grandpa in the country

Then he scratched his head, thought for a while, and added a few words.

Constantine Makarik

He was very satisfied that no one bothered him to write letters, so he put on his hat, didn't even wear a worn-out coat, only wore a shirt, and ran to the street ... The night before, he asked the butcher's people, and he told him that these letters should be left in the mailbox and distributed to all places by mail truck from there. There are three horses on the mail car, ringing the bell and sitting with a drunken postman. Fanka ran to the first mailbox and stuffed his precious letter into it.

An hour later, he fell asleep with sweet hope. In his dream, he saw a warm kang, and his grandfather sat on it, pulling his legs and reading his letters ... Loach walked around the kang, wagging his tail. ...

The little scribe

Souriau is a fifth-grade primary school student, aged 12. He is a boy with black hair and white skin. His father is a railway clerk, and there are many sons and daughters younger than Sulio. The family lives a poor life, but the money is still not enough. Fathers love their children not only because they think they are a burden. For Syrio, everything depends on him; Only for his homework at school, but he was urged to study hard and didn't relax. He hopes his son will graduate early so that he can find a better job to support his family.

My father is old, and his face looks old because he has been working hard. The life of the whole family is on his shoulders. He works on the railway during the day and receives copies of documents from other places. Every night, he stays at his desk late. Recently, a magazine asked him to write magazine labels for subscribers, in large print, and charge 60 cents for every 500 labels. This job is very hard. Old people often complain to their families when they eat:

"My eyes seem to be broken. This night shift job will shorten my life! "

One day, Sulio said to his father, "Dad, let me write for you. I write as well as you! "

But my father refused anyway: "Don't. You should make use of your work. Homework is your big deal, even for an hour, I don't want to take up your time. Although you have such good intentions, I can't let you suffer. Don't say this again. "

Sellyew always knew his father's temper, so he stopped asking questions and only secretly tried to find a way. Every night, he didn't hear his father stop working until midnight and go back to the bedroom. Several times, as soon as twelve o'clock struck, I immediately heard the sound of the chair dragging backwards, followed by the footsteps of my father gently returning to the bedroom. One night, after his father went to bed, Sulio got up, dressed quietly, went into his father's writing room and lit a kerosene lamp. There are blank labels and magazine subscriber lists on the table. Sellyew picked up a pen and wrote down his father's handwriting. I'm happy and a little scared. After writing for a while, there are more and more labels. He put down his pen, rubbed his hands, refreshed himself, and then began to write. He smiled and continued to write, listening to the noise, for fear that his father would get up and see it. He wrote 160 articles worth 20 cents. He just stopped, put the pen back, put out the light and crept back to bed.

At lunch the next day, my father was very happy. It turned out that he didn't notice at all. Every night, he just copied mechanically according to the roster, put down his pen at twelve o'clock and got up in the morning to count the notes. My father was very happy that day. He patted Sellyew on the shoulder and said:

"Hey, Syria Leo! Your father is really not old! In the three hours last night, I had to do one third more work than usual. Hands are still flexible and eyes are not spent. "

Syrio didn't say anything, but she was happy. He thought, "Dad doesn't know that I wrote it for him, and he doesn't think he is old. All right! Just do it! "

At twelve o'clock that night, Sulio got up and went to work again. After several days, my father still didn't know. Only once, at dinner, my father said, "Isn't that strange? Recently, lamp oil has suddenly become much more expensive. " Sellyew laughed, but fortunately his father didn't say anything else. Since then, he still gets up every night to copy.

Because souriau has to get up every night, he doesn't feel lack of sleep. He feels tired when he gets up in the morning and dozes off when he reviews at night. One night, Sulio fell asleep at his desk for the first time since he was born.

"Hey, heart, heart! Do your homework! " Father clapped his hands for him. Souriau opened his eyes and continued to study hard. But the next night, the third night, I also took a nap. The situation is getting worse and worse, either falling asleep at my desk or getting up late in the morning. When reviewing my lessons, I always look very tired, as if I were tired of my lessons. Father saw this situation, repeatedly reminded, and finally even got angry, although he never scolded the children. One morning, his father said to him:

"Syria Leo! You are so sorry for me! Aren't you different from before? Attention! All the hopes of the family rest on you. Do you know? "

Syrio was scolded for the first time since she was born, and she felt very uncomfortable. He thought, "yes, this kind of thing can't last long." It must stop. "

But at dinner that day, my father said happily, "Listen, everyone, I made six dollars and forty cents more this month than last month!" " "He took out a bag of candy from the drawer and said it was bought for the whole family to celebrate. The children clapped their hands happily. Souriau also cheered up and recovered a lot. He said to himself, "OK, let's do it again. Work harder during the day and still work at night! " Father went on to say, "Six dollars and forty cents! Although this is good, it's just that this child-"pointing to Sulio," he really makes me sad! "Sulio was reprimanded without saying a word, holding back the tears that were about to burst out, but he was very happy.

After that day, souriau worked hard as usual, but exhaustion and tiredness finally overwhelmed him. After two months, his father still scolded him, making his face even uglier. One day, my father went to school to find a teacher and discussed souriau with him. The teacher said, "Yes, good grades are good, because he used to be very smart." . But I'm not as focused as before. I always yawn every day, as if I were going to sleep, and my heart can't concentrate on my homework. Ask him to write a composition. Even if he writes a little short, his handwriting is scrawled. He may write better. "

That night, my father called Sellyew to his side and said to Sellyew more harshly than usual:

"Syria Leo! You know how hard I work to support my family. Don't you know? I am risking my life for you! You don't think about anything, no matter what your parents and brothers are like! "

"Oh, that's not the case! Don't say that, dad! " Sellyew cried, holding back her tears. He was about to explain what had happened when his father stopped him again:

"You should know the situation at home. You should know that this family must work hard to tide over the difficulties. Aren't I trying to do double the work? This month, I thought the railway bureau would give me a bonus of 20 yuan, which has been used in advance. I didn't expect to know today that money is hopeless. "

Syria's Leo listened to, the words in his throat and swallow it down, the in the mind repeatedly said:

"Oh, can't say, or keep it, help my father to do things. I'm sorry, dad, but I can make it up in other ways. Homework at school was originally necessary to make it pass. But it is more important to help my father support his family and relieve fatigue a little. Yes, this is the right thing to do. "

Two months later, my son continued to work day and night, exhausted during the day; The father was still angry when he saw his son. The saddest thing is that the father is getting colder and colder to his son. He seems to think that the child is too disloyal and hopeless. So I didn't talk to him much, and I didn't even want to see him. When Sulio saw this, he was very sad. When his father turned his back on him, he almost knelt down from behind. Fatigue and sadness made him weaker and paler, and he didn't seem to study so hard. He also knows that night work must stop. Every night when he goes to bed, he often says to himself, "From now on, I really won't get up in the middle of the night." But by twelve o'clock, this determination suddenly relaxed unconsciously, as if I could not sleep. He just shirked his responsibility and stole twenty cents from home. So he couldn't help getting up. He thought his father would get up and see him one day, or he happened to find out what he had done while counting the labels. By that time, although I didn't say it myself, my father naturally knew. With this in mind, he continued to work every night.

One night at dinner, mother felt that Sulio's face was worse than usual. She said:

"Syria Leo! Are you sick? " Then she said to her husband:

"Syria Leo somehow, you see his face is blue-Syria Leo! What's the matter with you! " I was sad when I said it.

Father glanced at Sulio and said, "Even if he is ill, he asked for it. This was not the case when I studied hard before. "

"But isn't it because he is ill?" Mom said, dad said this:

"I have left him alone!"

Syrio's heart ached at this. Father left him alone! This is the father who used to worry about coughing. Father really doesn't love him. He is no longer in his eyes. "Oh, Dad! I can't live without your love! Anyway, please don't say that. I told you everything, and I won't keep it from you again. As long as you still love me, no matter what, I will study as hard as before. Ah, I really made up my mind this time! "

Sellyew's determination is still useless. The power of habit made him get up by himself in the middle of the night. After getting up, he wants to go to the place where he worked for several months for the last time. He went in and lit the lamp. When he saw the blank label on the table, he was a little sad. He would never write again. He couldn't help but pick up the pen and start writing again. Suddenly my hand moved, and I knocked over a book. At this moment, all the blood seems to have rushed to the chest: "What if Dad wakes up?" ! This is not a bad thing, and it doesn't matter if it is found. I've tried to make it clear several times. However, how surprised my mother will be if my father wakes up now and walks in and sees me! Besides, if my dad finds out now, he doesn't know that he will regret the attitude he has treated me in recent months! "-many thoughts came to my mind instantly, making Syria Leo sit still. He turned his ear to one side and held his breath, but he couldn't hear anything. The whole family slept quietly, so he was relieved and went back to work. There is the sound of police shoes, the sound of hooves and the sound of wheels going away. After a while, another truck passed by. After that, everything quieted down again, but I often heard dogs barking in the distance. Sellyew held the pen hard, and the tip of the pen rang loudly on the paper.

In fact, at this time, my father has stood behind him. Father woke up when the book fell to the ground. After a long time, the sound of the truck passing by was mixed with the sound of my father opening the door. Now my father came in, and his white-haired head was leaning over Sulio's little black head, watching the pen tip move. Everything in the past, my father knows. His chest is full of infinite regret and love, as if he had been nailed and stood there motionless.

Suddenly, Sulio felt someone holding his head with two trembling arms. He didn't feel "Ah!" Let out a cry quietly. Wait until he recognized his father's sobbing, and he cried and said:

"dad! Forgive me! Forgive me! "

The father held back his tears and kissed his son's face and said:

"I hope you forgive me! I see, everything is clear! I'm sorry! Come on. " Then he picked up his son, went to his mother's bed and put him in his arms.

"Quick kiss this good son! Poor guy, he hasn't slept for three months, working for his family. I will scold him like this! "

The mother hugged her son, almost speechless:

"Good baby, go to sleep!" He said to his father, "Please go with him!"

Father picked up Sulio from his mother's arms, took him to the bedroom, put him on the bed, padded the pillow and covered him with a quilt.

Syria Leo repeatedly said:

"Dad, thank you! Please go to bed quickly! I am already very well, please go to bed quickly! "

But the father is still lying in bed waiting for his son to fall asleep. He held his son's hand and said:

"Sleep! Sleep! Good baby! "

Sullio fell asleep with fatigue. For several months, until today, he had to have a good sleep and even have a good dream. When I woke up, the morning sun had risen very high. Suddenly I found my father's white-haired head lying across the bed, close to my chest. That's how my father spent that night. He put his head close to his son's chest and slept soundly!

Japan, please listen to me. From Frontier in 2004.

Searching for the Bottom Line: Excerpts from Millennium Sigh in 2004

Four people in life meet old rain 2004 from the internet]

Brush your teeth with your left hand Old Rain 2004 was taken from Liaoning youth.

"Old Rain, A True Friend" was published under the website of "Banyan" in 2004.

Who is the woman who loves you the most in the world? Laoyu was cut off from the Internet in 2004.

Cai, a rogue scarf, was ripped off the Internet in 2004.

I got a classic funny love letter from the Internet in 2004.

The furthest distance in the world I translated Tagore's article in 2004.

Family, a lamp that never goes out, my favorite article in 2004.

Audio version of Xu Sanguan Selling Blood! ! !

I just started listening to the 23rd episode of Xu Sanguan's blood selling story, and the book has reached its climax. I can already feel the end. one

A feeling of desolation welled up from the bottom of my heart and slowly soaked through my body. There seems to be a boulder in the chest, as if there are thousands of words that can't be expressed.

. I don't have the courage to listen any more.

The story happened in the 1950s and 1960s at the beginning of liberation. At that time, Xu Sanguan was still a young man. He is constantly oppressed by the life around him. In order to make a living, he didn't

He wants to work hard, but he still can't guarantee a living. He can only make a living by selling blood. Whenever he is helpless, he will think of selling blood to solve it. follow

With the passage of time, Xu Sanguan's health is getting worse every day. In order to treat his son, he insisted on selling blood every 15 days to pay off his debts, which eventually led to

Be seriously ill

A man should bear some responsibilities, perhaps this is also a kind of helplessness in life. But there are also humorous places, such as before selling blood every time.

There are many strange ideas, such as drinking eight bowls of water, so that you will have more blood.

Finally, Xu Sanguan wanted to eat pork liver and had no money around. He decided to sell blood for himself, but when he got to the hospital, the doctor said that his blood could only be used.

When he sold it to a painter to paint furniture, he felt that his life had come to an end and there was no effect. He sat and cried.

The specific plot of the novel is very vivid, just like telling what happens around us every day. There are not many writing skills, and there is nothing gorgeous.

Vocabulary However, in this confused era, we don't have to pursue anything deliberately, as long as we have a feeling, it is enough!

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