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在你最美丽的时候,你遇见了谁?
世界上只有两种可以称之为浪漫的情感
一种叫相濡以沫，另一种叫相忘于江湖
我们要做的是争取和最爱的人相濡以沫
和次爱的人相忘于江湖
也许不是不曾心动，不是没有可能，只是有缘无份，情深缘浅，我们爱在不对的时间
回首往事的时候，想起那些如流星般划过生命的爱情，我们常常会把彼此的错过归咎为缘份，其实说到底，缘份是那么虚幻抽象的一个概念,真正影响我们的，往往就是那一时三刻相遇与相爱的时机,男女之间的交往，充满了犹疑忐忑的不确定与欲言又止的矜持，一个小小的变数，就可以完全改变选择的方向
如果彼此出现早一点,也许就不会和另一个人十指紧扣,又或者相遇的再晚一点,晚到两个人在各自的爱情经历中慢慢地学会了包容与体谅,善待和妥协，也许走到一起的时候,就不会那么轻易的放弃,任性地转身,放走了爱情
在你最美丽的时候,你遇见了谁？在你深爱一个人的时候,谁又陪在你身边?爱情到底给了你多少时间？去相遇与分离,去选择与后悔？
不是不心动,不是不后悔,但已经没有时间再去相拥,如果爱一个人而无法在一起,相爱却无法在适当的时候相遇,如果爱了,却爱在不对的时候,除了珍藏那一滴心底的泪,无言的走远,又能有什么选择？
要在时间的荒野,没有早一步也没有晚一步,于千万人之中,去邂逅自己的爱人,那是太难得的缘份,更多的时候,我们只是在彼此不断地错过,错过杨花飘风的春,又错过了枫叶瑟索的秋,直到漫天白雪,年华不再,在一次次的心酸感叹之后,才能终于了解——即使真挚,即使亲密,即使两个人都已是心有戚戚,我们的爱,依然需要时间来成全和考验
这世界有着太多的这样那样的限制与隐秘的禁忌,又有太多难以预测的变故和身不由已的离合,一个转身,也许就已经一辈子错过,要到很多年以后,才会参透所有的争取与努力,也许还抵不过命运开的一个玩笑,上帝只在云端眨了一眨眼,所有的结局,就都已经完全改变
在对的时间，遇见对的人，是一种幸福
在对的时间，遇见错的人，是一种悲伤
在错的时间，遇见对的人，是一声叹息
在错的时间，遇见错的人，是一种无奈
回忆的花瓣掠过心湖，泛起片片涟漪,爱不是千言万语，也不是朝朝暮暮，爱是每当午夜梦醒时，发现内心牵挂的依然是远方的你
When You Were in the Prime of Your Life, Who Did You Encounter?
In the world, there’s only two kinds of sensibilities could be called romantic. One is 相濡以沫 and the other is相忘于江湖. We should strive to achieve相濡以沫 with the one we love most and 相忘于江湖 with the one occupying the second place in our heart.
Maybe not that we were never moved , not impossible. Only coz of fate, our love was at a wrong time.
Looking back to bygones, remembering the love passing by like meteors, usually we blame the fate for the miss of love. While all in all, fate is only a fantastic and abstract concept. What really affects us are usually the short occasion of meeting and even falling in love. The affiliation between a man and a woman are fully filled with hesitating , fearful and trembling uncertainty and self-restrained reservedness. A small change may thoroughly alter the direction of choice.
If the two appeared a little earlier, maybe they would not cross their fingers with an other person. Or if they encountered a little later, when they acquired consideration and forgiveness, kindness and compromise, maybe they will not give up so easily and egoistically.
When you were in the prime of your life, who did you encounter. When you were indulged in the love of someone, who was with you? On earth how much time did love offer you to meet and part, choose and regret?
Not that we are not moved, not that we don’t regret. But it is really that we have no time to hug once again.
It’s really a rare chance to meet the love in the wasteland of time, not a little early and not a little late. At more times, we only cross again and again. After bitter lament once and once more, we began to be aware at long last that though there is earnest, sincerity, intimacy and mute understanding, our love still needs the test and fulfillment of time.
There are too many restricts and taboos in this world. And also too many unpredictable change and compulsive parting or meeting. Turning about once may cause a lifetime fault. It takes many years to find out that all endeavors through out these years yielded to a joke of destiny. The god only blinks at the side of clouds while every result has thorough changed.
Coming across the right person at a right time, that's a kind of felicity.
Meeting the wrong person at a right time, that's a kind of sorrow.
Encountering the right person at a wrong time, that's a kind of pity.
Bumping into the wrong person at a wrong time, that's a kind of helplessness.
Leaves of memory fleet over the surface of lake in the heart with gentle floating ripples. Love is not the piling of words, not the mechanical exchange of dawn and dusk. It's the consciousness at every sudden awaking in mid-night that the one really strikes me is still you somewhere far away.
[ 本帖最后由 flyleaf 于 2006-9-19 23:36 编辑 ] |
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发表于 2006-9-20 07:34:59
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发表于 2006-9-22 00:39:45
live abreast貌似更贴切一点哦^_^
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