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校园爱情故事英文

篇1：校园爱情故事英文

校园爱情故事英文：I have nothing to do with sadness

When I read the high school, every day can always see my girl and a boy go upstairs. The boy every day to send the girl to go home, to the area of the gate.

I remember that boy has a very clean skin, than I also like to laugh, you are more beautiful than girls. That girl is very serious appearance, also does not look good, is often heard her learning in the population at home, people more reasonable.

I have nothing to do with sadness at the weekend, sometimes he also standing in the downstairs waiting for her to go out in the garden, but not directly to find her again, and then nowhere, in the garden. My classmates and I play in the side, the students will ask a few words: “waiting for her?” “You are a few class ah?” Classmate ask, he answer, or he never looked up. I feel his eyes really clean, smile will become curved.

I have never said a word with him, never. But I see that girl unsmiling, as well as adults to her too high evaluation, will secretly. Only privately.

A winter morning, he downstairs waiting for her, I went to the village to see him. He smiled to me, don't ambiguity, just smiled politely. Instantaneous time I stopped, looked at him quietly, he's full of petty pleasures of snow on the shoulder. I stood silently accompany him, he did not know.

Since I was young, I was afraid of the cold, but that day I have been in the waiting silently, also don't know why. Saw her slowly down the stairs and said good sliding road. I run all the way to leave.

At the beginning of high school take an examination of the day, he and I the same venue. I quietly looked at his back, I want to talk to him, but don't know what to say. He looked back once in a while, is still a curved eyes.

High eleven, we put three days off, I'm boring at home reading a book. I many times to look outside the window, have their figure, I didn't see all the time.

At the end of the holidays, school started to spread a rumor.

“You know, a boy ran to the girls home, was met by her father.

”Her parents are on a business trip, he will dare to come, who knows her father suddenly ran back with something.

“Just see them kissing on the spot, her father, the boy was too frightened to suddenly fell down from the balcony, was killed on the spot.”

“Who are you say?” Suddenly I was afraid, I can't hear my own voice.

“Is your home upstairs that woman and her boyfriend.”

I closed my eyes quietly, standing in that don't move.

I go home to grandma asked about this matter, said the grandmother, her father was not blame them, but the boy was frightened and will fall. Silently I look from the balcony, her family on the fifth floor, this fall, fall much more ugly. I think of his clean skin, he curved eyes, felt faint sad. I have no chance to see her, didn't have a chance to know her reaction, how sad, how sad.

In this way, the third year, no one is talking about him.

Senior year at the beginning of the exam, I saw her name at the top, very lovely appearance. Commendation congress have also seen a year, she as before, serious, very stubborn raised his head, else, quickly smiled a while taking the photo, laughing in a hurry, let a person feel very naughty.

I suddenly thought of the boy, I don't know her sad look for him, for he cry. I left the playground, without my behind his back to the thousands of blatant, quietly left.

I know they don't care, because everything is over, she could not for future feelings broken. I know I should don't care, because everything has nothing to do with me.

But I really want to leave, just want to leave. People clapped and laughed behind, no one will notice me.

I know no one understand me, no one understand me. I at that moment, the tears flow.

校园爱情故事英文：You are my warm gloves

Sixteen-year-old spring. Conducted an interesting activities in the class, in order to let the boys and girls can get along well, the class teacher AD hoc next Monday as girls' day, to the whole class boy for a girl to do a good thing, and give a meaningful gift.

You are my warm gloves I chose her, Ye Xiaohua. One at a time when almost forgotten by the whole class classmate rural girl. The corner of the window, she quietly with his head down. When I called out her name on the stage, she suddenly got a fright. Class male students started booing, laughing.

Laughter, I with she together into a less embarrassing.

I'm not with her. I chose her, entirely out of kindness, even, is a kind of pity for the weak. Although, I know the word for Ye Xiaohua is so cruel, but I can't think of there are other reasons. She accept me, estimation is helpless choice, because we all know, besides me, there will be no second boy chose her.

Each lesson she listened very carefully, especially a foreign language. And I hate all of the subjects, and even in the grade I bad student know the school do not love learning. We together all night surfing the Internet, smoke; Sometimes with his fists on someone else's nose breath; Back schoolbag to steal fruit from the orchard, exhaled to eat fruit, and put the rest of the residual broken when standing in front of the students in the class the bench...

Almost all the bad things I have done. I hate language, so that every time take an examination of the foreign language, hearing problem has not put, I have put all the multiple choice questions well, just waiting to submit the time to come.

There is a rule in the class, every time the mid-term after the final exam to be a big adjustment of qualifying. The class out of the classroom, according to the examination results successively enter one by one, choose oneself want to take the position.

I remember very clearly, the achievement of the Ye Xiaohua ranked first. She, in all admiring eyes slowly towards the empty classroom, walked towards the dark corner by the window.

Sit down at that moment, I don't know how, feeling his chest was what pressure and heavy.

She answered with a slightly alarmed stopped the teacher: “I am taller than other students, I sat behind also can see, some students to sit in front of may.”

Early in the morning of 15, an extreme hate foreign language bad boy, smelled good.

I chose Ye Xiaohua of girl day as the object of the message or pass out, in the bad student union of school. Smoking in the toilet, lei and a group of high grade one bad my classmates to come over to ask me, if after the Ye Xiaohua. I say: “you break wind. I don't even have a crush on a head of the sow sporty Ye Xiaohua.”

All people know I seldom get angry. A look at me like that, don't have words. Finally, lei to drop a word away. After Ye Xiaohua is a peasant, he says, is to go back home to the fields to feed pigs.

My heart suddenly some sad. I know, I don't have any relationship and Ye Xiaohua is, but why I am uncomfortable? She return back ah, farming, feed pigs, why should I be sad?

Early in the morning, the teacher in the lecture, I sleep acock. Opened his eyes, facing Ye Xiaohua position. She pressed the pen in “sasha vujacic” to write. My heart suddenly some sour, because I didn't see at this moment, her thin grew on the back of a few big frostbite, her hand rub them from time to time.

Pass by lei family's clothing store, I saw a pair of pink, with a little flower gloves quietly on display in the counter. I just spend $9 take the double price for $32 gloves. Lei assiduously behind scold me, said my gloves must be sent to a village Ye Xiaohua. I didn't look back. But in the ride a bike on loudly said 1: “I was sent to the village, the gloves are buy for her farm with me.”

Lei didn't sound at the back. I'm against the sharp wind, laughing loudly.

Ye Xiaohua didn't look at me when wearing gloves. Because as long as she is put on the gloves, the last row in the class of male students will shout loudly. I'm too lazy to go to them, I just don't have time to realize the everyman. Besides, I also don't know why, after I gave her gloves, her away every time I see I want to hide. Can't hide, blushing a nasty run away.

I thought I was too sensitive, but over time, everybody used to it. Perhaps, is forget about it.

Since then she will take the initiative to send me some English notes, let me look good. I then, but I never go through that. God knows how much I hate English.

The university entrance exam, finally over years of study career, including those I do bad boy, you can come to an end at last.

With a group of friends are preparing to wasted, Ye Xiaohua suddenly appear in the bar. That a faded old cloth is different from the usual dress makes her look so lovely. Seventeen years, always like a bouquet of sunshine penetrated my pupil.

All the people present are kept the same with me surprised, for Ye Xiaohua.

She said to me. “Thank you had to send my gloves, warm.” I didn't talk, laugh.

Then she quips again ask me: “to be honest, you knew how to write in English?”

She know I hate English, but also deliberately ask me this question. I reply to her at that time, all in English, I know to write “I love you”, because of chasing girls want to use. Other, I know nothing.

Probably, this is my last conversation with Ye Xiaohua.

Later, I am the parents' relationship into a power company secretarial. A few months, can't adapt to the feeling of inferiority, resignation and friend partnership opened an advertising company.

Busy social life, I began to forget everything when I was a student, including the village Ye Xiaohua.

Sometimes think, really funny. After the others had said a village condemned home fields to feed pigs. Now the somebody else in famous university, the prospect one be bright, how can you go home?

Can't remember a few years later, I got a promotion planning about clothing and gloves. Because the problem of The Times, the media that must come into contact with English, so I have to open a computer query on English spelling of clothing and gloves.

Glove, gloves. When this short English appeared on a computer screen, I suddenly understand something. The girl to put English notes to lend me, the girl met I was running away from, with what kind of a passion. About those distant gloves, at that time, English so good, she must know, what is the meaning of the gloves.

Difference love, to love. I read in English over and over again, I suddenly remember the afternoon was riding a bicycle, Shouting with the gloves together with her fields. Remember, that day on the platform called out her name; Remember, that day, at the last moment she shed all girlish missish, asked the meaning of my gloves. The meditation, suddenly understand with some regret from mind flash across, I want to make up for what?

I began trying to find Ye Xiaohua messages. Finally, through the other students learn that she had married, according to the friend I give the address of the past. Finally, a restaurant in front of her home to see her.

She call out my name, I smiled and nodded, suddenly speechless. Holding side tall men, for I suddenly appeared, she was not the abnormal half of it.

Just, she told me a joke type: “be sure to learn English well.”

Back home, and then looked at the list been I repeatedly copy of English words, suddenly cried. Pain that's hard to said, combined with the youth in the regret regret flowing with heavy together.

Overnight, I delivered gloves advertising plan to the client, client representatives unanimously.

Spring coming down as shortly before dawn, the whole city of outdoor stop, floor tower, is a the same gloves covered with advertisements. Slogan is a simple sentence: gloves, Giove, difference love - my love for you, a warm new era.

篇2：短篇英文爱情故事

短篇英文爱情故事

相忘于江湖

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 uncomfortable 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...

一天夜里，男孩骑摩托车带着女孩超速行驶，

他们彼此深爱着对方。

女孩：“慢一点...我怕...”

男孩：“不，这样很有趣....”

女孩：“求求你...这样太吓人了...”

男孩：“好吧，那你说你爱我...”

女孩：“好....我爱你...你现在可以慢下来了吗?

男孩：“紧紧抱我一下...”

女孩紧紧拥抱了他一下。

女孩：“现在你可以慢下来了吧?”

男孩：“你可以脱下我的头盔并自己戴上吗?它让我感到不舒服，还干扰我驾车。” 第二天，报纸报道：一辆摩托车因为刹车失灵而撞毁在一幢建筑物上。

车上有两个人，一个死亡，一个幸存...

驾车的男孩知道刹车失灵，但他没有让女孩知道，因为那样会让女孩感到害怕。

相反，他让女孩最后一次说她爱他，最后一次拥抱他，并让她戴上自己的头盔，结果，女孩活着，他自己死了...

就在一会的时间里，就在平常的生活里，爱向我们展示了一个神话。

罗密欧与朱莉叶

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 combination. 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 become today's speech this drama. The conflict is tragic Romeo and Juliet love and hatred between the two families and confrontation.

故事发生在维洛那名城，蒙太古家族和凯布莱特家族两家门地相当的巨族，他们世代的积仇结怨激起了新争，是命运注定这两家仇敌生下了一双不幸的恋人，理智而又疯狂的罗密欧与美丽温柔的朱丽叶在家族宿怨中结合。他们的悲惨凄凉的殒灭，和解了他们交恶的尊亲。这一段生生死死的恋爱，还有那两家父母的嫌隙，把一对多情的儿女杀害，演成了今天这一本戏剧。悲剧的冲突是罗密欧与朱丽叶的恋情与两个家族间的仇恨和对立。

爱，能持续多久

My aunt died back in about . 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 comfort 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 husband 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 husband. 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.

我伯母大约在去世。她已是84岁高龄，我伯父与她同龄。伯母的去世对伯父来说是个沉重的打击。他们结婚超过60年了。伯母去世后，我们以为伯父很快也会跟着离开。伯父愈加频繁地去教会，他的.悲恸几乎令人不忍目睹。他唯一的女儿一直住在离他很远的另一个地方，因而他只能从家族的远亲以及教会同伴那里寻求慰藉。

我堂姐游说伯父卖掉那栋他和伯母大概在25年前一起建造的房子。要离开他俩一起建造的“家”，这对伯父而言非常艰难。他准备搬进一间公寓，不过就在最后一刻，我堂姐和他看中了一栋待售的新房，而且这房子离伯父的公司很近，

堂姐帮伯父买来了家具和一台平板电视机。由于他的宗教信仰，伯父已经很多年没有看电视了。他如同一个拿到一件新玩具的孩子那样开心，不过对于伯母的离去，他还是非常伤心。

有一天，伯父打电话给我那住在得克萨斯州的堂姐，告诉她说他和一位女士重新取得了联系，而那位女士来自他和伯母40多年前常去的一间教堂。那位女士会弹钢琴，而伯父所在的教会正要找新的音乐伴奏。那位女士的丈夫大约七年前去世了。伯父说，他只是想有个人一起出去吃饭，一起消磨时光。我们很为他们俩高兴，却不知道结果会如何。他们俩都将近87岁高龄。

他们俩如同一对恩爱夫妻一般，尽可能多地在一起共度时光。他们各自都有一个孩子，她有个儿子，而他有个女儿。她有栋房子，是她父亲在她和第一任丈夫结婚时为她建的。她在里面住得很满意。

另一处美中不足的是，他们俩都是非常忙碌的人。他们俩都仍然在工作!他们都已80多岁，都还有各自的家族生意。她为已经接管了家族生意的儿子工作，而他有自己的公司。

他们都不愿意脱离各自的教会，这使得他们的关系出现了冲突。她去的是已经加入多年的浸礼会，而他去的是五旬节派教会。他们决定只做朋友，别无他求。对此，伯父伤心不已，不过他感到自己的信仰是唯一的抚慰方式。而她不想离开自己所在的教会，也不喜欢他的教会那么偏激。不久，两人意识到他们并不想分开。他们要一起加入一个新的教会，并打算结婚。当他带着她前往一家珠宝店给她买钻戒时，那些店员们都非常感动，写了一大篇文章发表在我们当地的报纸上，标题为“情人节‘真谛’”。他们为婚礼做着准备。由于他们俩都迫不及待地想要“在一起”，而不结婚就不是严格意义上的“在一起”，所以他们把婚期提前了。

他们在她的房子里举行了婚礼，并决定婚后一起住在那里。这是一件看来如此美好而令人欣喜的事情两位你原以为已经度过了大半生的老人即将在一起开始新生活。我从未看到我伯父像现在这般快乐幸福。他仍然沉浸在爱河中，而且他们彼此深爱着对方。

如果你曾认为，寻找真爱对你来说已经太迟，或者你的人生已经结束了，那么你应该多看看像他们俩这样的浪漫故事。他们都还在工作，而且他们现在已经结婚将近两年了。再过两个月，他们俩都将迎来90岁高寿，他们热爱两人在一起的生活。同时，他们仍然维系着各自的家庭、一起去教堂、和他们的家人朋友们一起外出聚餐。寻找真爱永远不会太迟，无论是再一次还是第一次!

一枝枯竭的玫瑰花

QQ a friend sent this to me a little short, look after the deeply about. Sometimes love really helpless, when you miss, and perhaps will not come back to your side. The opportunity comes, if we failed to grasp that fleeting. I love being warned to men and women, falls in love with a person, say so bold, and show your sincerity, do not hesitate and a loss, the result is not important, otherwise you will regret in life.

A 18-year-old boy from the falling in love with a girl. They are next, but it is not a class, the boys would like, and so on the university he will tell the truth, because the boys like girls laugh flowery face, like her voice pure and thin Dan Fengyan, he felt that the girl should be on his He would like to, and so it no longer.

At the same time, they admitted to the University. To his beloved girl, he chose the same university, and he could have been a better school. After the girls to go to college to start a colorful campus life, every day that this society organizations, boys see girls wanted to live so happy, and so it. He still did not say.

The sophomore Valentine's Day, he finally summon the courage to tell the truth, found that girls have a window of a red rose, he did not even have hidden in a jacket of red roses to come out. Girls ask you something? He stammered, no, no, I just want to open your hometown would be. Girls disappointed to see him, and then it sticks to the Red Rose poured the water, said the squad was sent to the same class.

After graduating from the marriage of girls, but boys have not love, he just follow all the way back to the girls of their small town, he would have a chance to stay in the city, for their love of the girl identified him.

He did not say that no one's own aspiration of the people he introduced to the target, he always refused to smile, people thought he was too much too critical condition, so few people and then gradually to control him, he Always look at a person to listen to music, but also do not know how long to observe the feelings. Once students drink more than a gathering of all, it was open they were a joke, did not say how near he was a month, he smiled, and nothing has been said that the girl was excessive drinking, watching his eyes: they see I do not. Distracted him there, do not think that sticks out of red roses at this time, he has become the heart Cinnabar mole general and let him feel bad. He had wanted to tell her of his love, but he would like, too late, really late, he did not know the girl changes have taken place in the marriage, she was divorced to do.

Wait until marriage for girls from the end, he would like to finally say, because the girl he loves ah, he did not understand how they missed it, God would have given him the opportunity to have a good period of their marriage, but why is it here Give him a conclusion?

Unfortunately, this is not the end, when he was about to declare a time when he was found to have cancer, he did not have the heart to allow girls to share his pain, so he still did not say. He wanted to let him take the secret to life until the end of it.

Girls look at him, and declare that he can take care of, he said with a smile, I disdain you, I look at you to declare a long time ago, why wait until now? Self-esteem of girls affected by the injury, not from his point of view. Sometimes, he would in a bed in a daze, looking out the window of the leaves gradually falling, he would like his love like this in the autumn leaves, is a fall to the brain, finally buried in the ground and become An exquisite heart, but who do not know how he loved the ah!

QQ上的一个朋友今给我发过来一篇小短文，看后有所感触。爱情有时真的很无奈，当你错过了，也许就不会再回到你身边。机遇来临时，如果我们没能把握住，稍纵即逝。所以我要告诫正在热恋的男女，爱上一个人，就大胆的说出来，拿出你的真心，不要犹豫和彷徨，结果如何并不重要，不然你会遗憾终生的。

一个男孩从十八岁就爱上了一个女孩。他们是一届，但不是一个班，男孩想，等上了大学他就会表白，因为男孩喜欢女孩笑面如花，喜欢她清纯的声音和细细的丹凤眼，他觉得这个女孩就应该是他的，他想，再等等吧。

他们同时考上了大学。为了自己心爱的女孩，他也选择了同样的大学，而本来他可以上更好的学校。上大学后女孩开始了缤纷的大学生活，每天这个社团那个社团的，男孩看到女孩过得这么快乐就想，再等等吧。于是他仍旧没说。

大二的情人节，他终于鼓足勇气去表白，却发现女孩的窗前已有了一枝红玫瑰，他甚至都没有把藏在夹克中的红玫瑰掏出来。女孩问，有事吗?他结结巴巴地说，没，没有，我只是想找你开老乡会。女孩失望地看着他，然后给那枝红玫瑰浇了水，说是同班的班长送的。

毕业后女孩结婚了，男孩却一直都没有谈恋爱，他只是一路追随着女孩回到了他们的小城，本来他是有机会留在大都市的，可为了自己爱的女孩他认了。

他对任何人都没有说过自己的心愿，别人为他介绍对象，他总是笑着拒绝，人们都以为他条件太高了太挑剔了，所以渐渐地很少有人再管他的事，他也总是一个人听听音乐看看书，不知道还要把这份感情守多久。有一次同学聚会大家都喝多了，有人开他们俩玩笑，说他近水楼台怎么没得着月，他笑着，什么也没有说，倒是女孩喝多了酒，看着他的眼说：人家看不上我。他愣在那里，想起没有拿出来的那枝红玫瑰，此时已变成了他心底的朱砂痣一般，让他心疼。他本来想告诉她他的爱，可是他想，太晚了，真的太晚了，他不知道女孩的婚姻已发生了变故，她正在办离婚。等到女孩离完了婚，他想终于可以说了，因为女孩也爱他啊，他不明白他们怎么就错过了呢，本来上天给过他机会，给过他们一段好姻缘，可是为什么偏偏到这里才给他一个结局?

然而不幸的是这还不是结局，在他正要表白的时候他就被查出患了癌症，他不忍心让女孩为他分担痛苦，所以，他仍旧没有说。他想，让他带着这个秘密直到生命的尽头吧。

女孩来看他，表白了可以照顾他，他笑着说，我看不上你，我要看上你早就表白了，何苦等到现在?女孩的自尊心受了伤害，从此再不来看他。有时候，他会一个人在病床前发呆，看着窗外的树叶渐渐地飘落，他想，他的爱情也像这秋天的树叶，正在一片片地落下来，最后埋藏在地下，成为一颗玲珑心，只是，谁也不知道他曾怎样的爱过啊!

篇3：简短英文爱情故事

It was two years ago when I first met him. At that time, he was a roamer who had、just come to this city, single and had no thought of settling down. I still remember that he used to describe himself as a lost child drifting in the world, seeking things to till his heart, he could never stop, for he would lose his way, then die in silence.

It was like a crystal, though, our relationship, beautiful. pure but fragile. Sometimes we just like old friends. talking and laughing. But I knew that, there is always a separate yvorld in which only he exists, and he never let other people in.

“True relationship takes work,” I told myself time and time again. I could wait, wait for the day he let me in, and wait for the day we became true friends. For a while, I believed that, until his leaving.

It was hidden and with an awful finality`'.Till then did I know that, I was a little part of his time on earth, a little understanding of his physical being. I was a little piece of him. Maybe to his drought-like heart, our relationship was just a drizzle, useless and disappointing.

Time slid away from fingers while I was trying to get on with my lifc. I locked our memories in a box and put it at the bottom of my heart, pretending nobody had turned up in my life,nothing had happened.

His appearing again split my peace again. Vivid memories came flooding back from the box deep in my heart. For a while, I was vaguely conscious, it was just like there hadn't being any distance, any separation between us, and his one-year left was just an alter of eyes.

When he told me that he had found the harbor for his wondering heart, I felt like drowning in a lake, cold and breathless. He kept talking but I could not hear a word. Perhaps nobody could be immune to `' such felony.

That night, he and his true love haunted my dream. They were flying far across the fields and woods,, leaving me far behind. I ran and ran, but could not catch up. I was the one left behind.

At that time, I realized, even perfect love couldn't promise you forever, sometimes, forever means to let him go.

篇4：简短英文爱情故事

Every day I anxiously wait for you to gel to class. I and say good morning. Some days, when you arrive only can't wait for us to smile at each other incredibly and listen impatient. Instead of reading the Daily Calendar, seconds before the lecture begins, I'm I anticipate your footsteps from behind for your voice. Today is one of your late days. But I don't mind, because after a month of desperately desiring to ask you out, today I am going to一Encourage me, because letting you know like you seems as risky to me as skydiving into the sea.

I know that dating has changed dramatically in the past few years, and for many women asking men out isn't at all daring. But 1 was raised in a traditional European household’where simply the thought of my asking you out spells-naughty. Growing up, I learned that men call, ask and pay for the date. During my 3 years at Berkeley, I have learned othcnvise. Many Berkeley women have brightened their social lives by taking the initiative、with men. My girlfriends insist it's essential for women to participate snore in the dating process. “I can't sit around and wait any more，”my former roommate once blurted out.‘Hard as it is, I have to ask guys oW if I want to date at all!“

Wonderful, more women are inviting men out, and men say they are delighted, often relieved, that dating no longer solely depends on their willingness and courage to take the first step. Then why am I digging my nails into my hand trying to muster up courage'?

I keep telling myself to relax since dating is less stereotypical and more casual today. A college date means anything from studying together to sex. Most of my peers prefer casual dating anyway because it`s cheaper and more comfortable. Students have fewer anxiety attacks when they ask somebody to play tennis than when they plan a formal dinner date. They enjoy last minute let's make dinner together“dates because they not only avoid hassling with attire and transportation but also dun't have time to agonize.

Casual dating also encourages people to form healthy friendship prior to starting relationships My roommate and he;r boyfriend were friends for four months before their chemistries clicked,they went to movies and meals and often rot together with mutual friends, they alternated paying the dinner check.”He was like a girlfriend “my roommate once laughed-blushing”. Mcn and women relax and get to know each other more easily through such friendships. Another friend of mine believes that casual dating is improving people's social lives. When she wants to Iw a guy know she is interested. she will say, “Hey, let's go pct a yoghurt”

Who payfor it? My past tlatrs have taught me some things. You don't know if I'll get the wrong idea if you treat me for dinner,and I don't know if paying for myself. John whipped out his wallet on our first flute betore I could suggest we go Dutch.

During our full dinner stroll he told me he wa; interested in dating me on steady basis. After I explained I was more interested in a friendship. he told me he would have understood have I paid for my dinner. “I have practically ;topped treating women on dates.'”He said defensively. “It is safer and more comtbrtable when we each pay for ourselves.” John has assumed that because I graciously accepted his treat, I was in love. He was mad at Himself for treating me,and I regretted allowing him to.

Larry. on the other hand. blushed when I otfercd to pay fur my meal on our first date. I unzipped my purse and Hung out my wallet, and he looked at me as if I had addressed him in a foreign language. Hesitant. I asked politely, “How much do I owe you''” Larry muttered, “uh, uh, you really don”t owe me anything, but if you insist...“

Insist. I thought. I only offered. To Larry, my gesture was a suggestion of rejection.

Sliding into his desk, he taps my shoulde and says ”Hi, Laura, what's up'?“

”Good morning”I answered with nervous chills Hey, how would you like to have lunch after class on Friday“

”You meant attcr the tnidtenn'?“ he says encouragingly I'd love to go to lunch with you.

”We have a date"I smile.

篇5：简短英文爱情故事

A story is told about，a young married couple whose names are Jim and Dclla. They are poor but very much in love with each other.

As Christmas approaches, Della wonder what to get Jim for C'hristmas. She would like to give him a watch chain fur his gold watch. but ;he doean't have a enough money. Then she gets an idea.She has beautiful long hair. So Della decide, to cut off her hair and sell it buy the fancy chain for Jim's watch.

On Christmas Eve she return s home, and in her hand is beautiful bos containing a gold watch chain which she purchased bys elling her hair. Suddenly Della begins to worry. She knows Jim admired her long hair, and she wonders if he will be disappointed that she cut it ott and sold it.

Della climbs the final flight of stairs leading to their tiny apartment. She unlocks the door and is surprised to find Jim home and waiting for her. In his hand is a neatly wrapped box containing the gift he purchased for her.

When Della removes her scarf, Jim sees Della's short hair, and tears well up in his eyes. But she says nothing. He chokes back the tears and gives Della the gift box.

When Della opens it, she can't believe her eyes. There in the box is a set of beautiful silver combs for her long hair.

And when Jim opens his gift, he, too, is astonished. There inside the box is a beautiful gold chain for his gold pocket watch. Only then does Della realize that Jim pawned his gold watch to buy her the silver hair combs.

Far more beautiful than the gifts is the love they symbolize.