In the embryonic stage of love, both of them are eager to get close, but they are afraid to get close. We both like each other, but we dare not speak. Perhaps they are afraid of being rejected, or perhaps they don't want to break this subtle feeling. This is a hazy beauty, which makes people enchanted, and the feeling at this time is often the most unforgettable.
Out of fear of loss and longing for proximity, such a hazy state will always be broken, followed by mutual ecstasy. We just want to shorten the distance at this stage. From the initial shoulder to hand, from hand to hug, from hug to kiss, from kiss to fusion. At this time, we find that the distance cannot be eliminated, even if the physical distance has become negative. In this helplessness, we began to feel bored and bored. The distance is near, but the heart is far away. What is lost is mystery, freedom and beauty, and finally love will wither.
The saddest moment in love is the coldness in the later period. A person who once loved you is suddenly far away from you, just a stone's throw away, but it is the end of the world. Once vigorous, ever ever-changing, ever complacent, ever heartbroken. Finally, it turned out to be silent.
This is the change of distance, from far to near, from near to far. Some people say that this is a cycle, but I don't think so. I believe that there will always be a suitable distance between people who love each other. This distance won't make you feel bored or cold. If you are around, you will be very tired. Far away, you will be strange. So don't go near or leave. ...
While keeping your distance, you should exude your charm. The so-called love is the mutual conquest of two people. The simple English expression is: keep charming and love. When you get along, don't think that ta is yours and become presumptuous. Like will be presumptuous, but love is restraint. You can't impose your likes on ta. You should respect ta's thoughts, learn to guess ta's heart, and learn to restrain yourself. Imagine that you are still in the pursuit stage when you are in love, which can not only delay the aging of love, but also let you know how to cherish it.
Don't let distance dominate your love, try to dominate it.
There is always such a sadness in my heart.
Nowhere to release,,,
I'm so tired, so tired and so depressed,
I don't know if I should laugh.
Or cry silently,
Tears are hypocritical things,
My own confusion, depravity,
I can't even accept it myself.
What can we have now after 90?
What do we value most?
Is nothing more than that kind of immature love,
Don't just indulge yourself,
Is this tolerance or connivance?
Do you really want to indulge yourself and stage a drama with no ending again and again?
The ending of every scene is only sadness, sadness,
What followed was decadence, loss,
When you have love,
No longer feel lonely,
But did it ever occur to you,
What is more terrible than loneliness is that loneliness is waiting for you.
When you wander in loneliness, loneliness,
Will you give up loneliness,
Only when the mountains have no edges and heaven and earth blend together can you dare to abandon this feeling.
There is no gorgeous stage,
First love brings you the most laughter,
But do you remember,
How sad is it to cry after laughing?
Some happiness is actually hypocritical,
He can make you laugh and cry.
Pain is always more real than a smile.
Does every man say to the first woman?
I've only been loyal to you in my life.
You're interested in the second woman.
Will you still say this oath,
It shouldn't be an oath,
Because he changed from an oath to a lie,
Such a gorgeous lie,
Often the promise in love will gradually become a lie.
If you really love her, be kind to him all your life.
If you can't, why are you still directing and performing tragedies?
If you can't love for a lifetime,
Knowing that she finally gave her only harm,
Then we might as well die alone,
Happiness staged, sadness ended,
The Distance of Love Prose When Liu Yagang graduated more than three years ago, she was just a big girl in her early twenties. Graduates like her are everywhere, and it is not easy to find a job. You can only rent a tin house on the top floor in the county. Before long, I finally worked as a salesman in a real estate company. Although this has nothing to do with my major, Liu Ya, who is tortured by life, is already satisfied.
For Liu Ya, the daily job is to chat with every guest until night falls, and then go back to his tin house. Although the county seat is very big, it is not one square meter. Every payday, Liu Ya always rushes to the bank, deposits it in 500 yuan first, and then sends 500 yuan to his mother in his hometown. The remaining 1000 yuan is his living expenses for one month. She did the math, which saved 6,000 yuan a year, just enough to buy a square meter.
This kind of life is hard, but Liu Ya, like a happy little mouse, is busy accumulating one happiness after another. Although friends say that buying a house is a man's business, Liu Ya thinks it is good to have a room of his own even if he is married. Once I called home, when my mother asked how big a square meter was, Liu Ya racked her brains and didn't know how to explain it to her illiterate mother. Finally she said, "Remember when I was a child? No matter where you go, you must hold my hand ... one square meter is just enough for us to stand hand in hand. "
Liu Ya has a boyfriend majoring in computer, who also stayed in the county after graduation. He works in a computer company and lives in a four-person dormitory. His salary is similar to that of Liu Ya. Liu Ya once thought that if two people worked together, they could save two square meters of space every year. Not long after, she found that her boyfriend mentioned another woman more and more-his female boss, single and beautiful. Women are sensitive. In a question, her boyfriend bowed his head guiltily: "Sorry, I don't want to live a life of fighting for one square meter every year." She is very rich. As long as I am willing to be kind to her, I can play less for 30 years. "
Liu Ya never knew that her boyfriend was so easily tempted. On the day of parting, she cried all night. The next day, her eyes were red and swollen and she went to work. Seeing that she was in poor spirits, the director of the sales department specially arranged her in a small apartment area, because there were few people looking at the house there and her work was relatively leisure.
It was here that Liu Ya met Xu Nian. Xu nian is a clean and handsome man. When we first met, he joked, "How come I haven't seen you?"? By the way, miss, your eyes are so red. Is it the latest popular makeup? " Words just say that finish, tears unwillingly flow out. Xu Nian panicked: "Don't cry, it's my fault. I didn't mean to. "
To apologize, Xu Nian insisted on inviting Liu Ya to dinner. The two chatted very speculatively. Liu Ya realized that Xu Nian was also a man who struggled for the house. After his ex-girlfriend left because she didn't have a house, Xu Nian began to save money just to buy a small apartment. After several years of hard work, Xu Nian finally saved enough down payment and bought a small apartment.
Because of the same goal and topic, both of them felt a brief encounter and became close at once. In the following days, Xu Nian often found various excuses to let Joab come out for dinner. I walked countless times, and finally once, when Xu Nian held Liu Ya's hand, Liu Ya did not resist as usual, but bowed his head shyly.
A year later, they talked about marriage. When talking about the house, Liu Ya was pleasantly surprised to find that their money together was only enough to pay the down payment for a two-bedroom apartment. This way, even if you have children after marriage, the house will be enough.
However, after buying a house, money will be a little tight. So, in the following period of time, both Xu Nian and Liu Ya used their spare time and holidays to go out for part-time jobs. The days are very busy, and we meet less and less, but both of them cross. Because the house is getting closer and closer.
On this day, Liu Ya's classmate who works in the county theater called: "I heard that you have been looking for a part-time job. I wonder if you would like to do it? " Next week, there will be a Beijing opera in our theater. Some roles can't be found because of lack of manpower. One hundred a day, seven days in all, as long as you can do somersaults. "
Liu Ya is a Beijing opera fan. When she was in college, she was a member of the Peking Opera Society and also learned something. Although it's not a big scene, it's more than enough to deal with a small character who can only somersault. Therefore, Liu Ya agreed without hesitation.
The next day, as soon as Liu Ya got off work, he hurried to the theater by bike. I was anxious all the way and accidentally hit an oncoming car. Although the opponent braked in time, Liu Ya was knocked unconscious. The driver insisted on taking her to the hospital, but Liu Ya got up and made a gesture, thinking it was no big deal. Thinking that time was running out, he refused the kindness of the other party and hurried to the theater without leaving his business card number. When she arrived at the theater, she felt a little dizzy, but she changed her clothes and went on stage.
The audience was crowded, and Liu Ya's role was just a somersault to set off the protagonist. This role doesn't matter, but it's not easy at all. I saw her doing somersaults one after another, one after another, two ... which drew applause. After stepping down to get paid, Liu Ya felt dizzy and didn't care, so he went home to rest.
But in the next few days, Liu Ya felt dizzy, had no appetite, and often felt like vomiting. Until the last night, when she finished the somersault and was about to step down, suddenly her eyes went black and then she was unconscious.
After diagnosis, the doctor said that Liu Ya suffered a severe concussion in the brain during the car crash, and the concussion was aggravated by rolling like life! The next time, Liu Ya has been living in the hospital, receiving various treatments. And Xu Nian also asked for leave and stayed with him. Only one month later, when Liu Ya recovered and was discharged from hospital, the expensive medical expenses greatly reduced the money in their passbook. I originally planned to pay the down payment for an 80-square-meter suite, but now there is a gap.
The real estate company gave Liu Ya a month's long vacation to rest. The expenses in the county town are very high, and because he hasn't come back for a long time, Liu Ya decided to go back to his hometown for a period of time. Xu Nian wanted to go back with her, but Liu Ya insisted, "You have asked for a month's leave, so it's time to go back to work. I'm all right now. It's no problem to go back alone Besides, after wasting so much money, we should save some money to buy a house and get married as soon as possible. "
After returning to his hometown, Liu Ya lied to his mother that he had taken time off to go home and rest for a while. She never told her mother about her illness. Life in my hometown is very quiet. Every morning, Liu Ya goes for a walk on the lawn in the village, chats with her neighbors, and then goes home to help her mother do housework and talk about her life in recent years.
Until one day, when Liu Ya came home from the lawn, he was surprised to find that there was another person at home-Xu Nian! My mother stared at Liu and said, "You girl, if you hadn't followed me, I wouldn't know what happened!" You didn't tell me if something happened in the county. When Xiaonian called me this morning, I realized that your wedding date was postponed because of buying a house. I'll call Xiaonian right away. "
Say that finish, my mother took out a passbook from her pocket and handed it to Liu Ya: "This is the money I have saved over the years. You got good grades since you were a child, and your heart is high. I know you will take root in the city sooner or later, so I have been saving money and want to buy you a house in the county. When you were young, I took out some money from my living expenses every month. After one year, it is just enough to buy one square meter. Only later, the house price rose too fast, and now I can only buy a few square meters with the money I saved. Fortunately, the vegetables grown in the shed have sold well in recent years, and with the money you send back every month, I can save you another square meter every year. Now, although this money is only enough to buy a dozen square meters, it is enough with my own savings. Take it, don't let it delay your marriage! "
At her mother's insistence, Liu Ya took the passbook. Tears covered her eyes, and she finally understood that one square meter is the distance between mother and child! No matter how far apart, there will always be meticulous care from the mother within one square meter of each child. One square meter, that is the distance of mother's love. ...
The distance of love prose 4 Zhang Hua is doomed to be lonely all his life. Amy was a bookworm until she met her. He is a bookworm because he tells his old mother even when he goes there in the morning. Although many people think this behavior is a very good habit, for Zhang Hua, if she doesn't tell her old mother what she did in the morning, she will feel very anxious and read the newspaper listlessly all morning.
Amy is older than Zhang Hua, but most of the details are small and there are no specific figures. Of course, Amy is as beautiful as her own name. It was in the workshop of her factory that Zhang Hua first met Amy. Zhang Hua is the technical director. After arranging the work and giving guidance, he will go to the newspaper reading room and wait for the superior to arrange the task. Zhang Hua is a man who can make a living. She always carries a tissue with her. It happened that Amy needed it, so they met. Zhang Hua thinks Amy is good as a whole and a little suitable for herself, but she always feels that she is not confident sometimes. Amy also thinks that a boy who can carry a tissue with him can continue dating, but he lacks the necessary passion or a piece of wood in his world, fearing that his future life will be dull, silent and colorless. In this way, people who meet two or three times a day in the workshop look like strangers when they meet, and their expressions are stiff and pretentious. In fact, both of them are holding their hearts, and neither of them wants to express some emotional aftermath, even the ripples brought by youth.
In this way, some days passed, and Zhang Hua had to be temporarily transferred from his unit and wait for a new job assignment. Before leaving the workshop where he worked for three years, Zhang Hua felt a little sorry, not only for the workshop he was so familiar with, but also for some feelings he didn't want to show, which made his heart ache. This is a promotion! Suddenly, Chen Ming felt a hand sticking out from behind and heard a familiar voice asking, "Zhang Hua, did you prepare a paper towel for me today?" Zhang Hua turned around and hugged the person who borrowed the tissue.
The distance of love prose 5 always wants to write something relaxed and romantic like young people. Then, I thought of all kinds of "love", such as family love, friendship love and so on. In fact, everyone's heart is a kingdom of love, rich, selfless and great. It's just a natural meanness that makes most people prefer to keep their love in their hearts rather than share it with others.
I think "love" should be the most complicated and simple emotional experience in life. Each of us loves and is loved all the time, and no one can tell how far we are from being loved. I quite like the little poem circulating now: "The furthest distance in the world/not/the distance between life and death/but/I stand in front of you/you don't know that I love you ... the farthest distance in the world/the distance between fish and birds/one is in the sky/one is diving deeply into the bottom of the sea". Although it expresses love all the time, it also reflects the sadness that people can't help spending it.
Love and being loved are both beautiful. Perhaps everyone has had the regret of loving and being loved, and with the passage of time, it has become a valuable asset of life experience. Our life needs love, and only when everyone gives their love can life become rich and colorful. Love is a breeze that can blow away the dust in the world; Love is sunshine, which can warm people's hearts; Love is a heart, which can build a bridge of communication for each other. Love can turn an enemy into a friend, can influence people's hearts, can move people, can be unremarkable, can be unparalleled ... I was born in the late 1950 s, and what I got the most when I was a child was of course the warmest and most generous love from my parents. However, what impressed me more was the most selfless and sincere neighborhood love.
197265438+In February, our family came to Panshan County after three years of "May 7th Army" career. At that time, the housing was still very tight. My father's unit rented a bungalow for our family of six near the suburban henan village Railway Bridge. The landlord is an aunt with a little girl under two years old. It is said that her man was imprisoned for theft, and their family came from other places and had no land. The man worked as a temporary worker in a brick factory and finally built three houses. After the man's accident, the family had no source of income, and the children could not afford to go to the nursery. My aunt is at home, pasting cartons for the carton factory in the city and washing clothes with water, but it is still a drop in the bucket and I have to rent another house. The arrival of our family has undoubtedly added some vitality to this once cold house. Parents always try their best to help their mother and son after work. There are some delicious things at home that can't be forgotten. In addition to my younger brother, my two sisters and I took turns to help my aunt take care of my little sister after school, until my aunt's man came out, and there was hope in the past at home. The friendship between our two families rose in the subtle mutual help and happiness, and after many years it became all-inclusive love.
1974 10 our family finally hoped for two welfare rooms less than 30 square meters, that is, a traditional one-and-a-half bungalow, a big house and a small kitchen suite. Although it is a little small, it is enough to make us excited and excited. Our neighbors, like us, are also returnees from the May 7th Army. The hostess's surname is Shan, and her mother asked us to call her Aunt Shan. She is thin and amiable, wearing a pair of glasses with high myopia. She works in a bank, but she is a hero who participated in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea. Maybe we have the same fate and are in a foreign land, and we will soon be like a family. At that time, there was a small yard in front of the bungalow. In addition to a simple "barn" for loading sundries, there was also an open space of 10 square meter. Our two yards are combined into one, and some vegetables and flowers are planted in summer, which is lush and full of vitality. In their spare time, children not only exchange picture books and listen to the radio, but also pester their mothers to tell magical stories about the beautiful scenery of their hometown and their life journey. Fathers often drink and chat together, and there is a pleasant snack, which is eggplant, cucumber, tomato and green onion planted in the yard dipped in oil, salt and beans.
Aunt Shan's elder sister was the first to get married in the small courtyard. Brother-in-law's house is not far from the East Tour Courtyard. On the wedding day, my brother-in-law rode his bike with his sister, followed by his good friend. His bike also carried a suitcase and a package. We put on new clothes and go to dinner like family, which is as lively as Chinese New Year. Later, Aunt Shan's eldest brother and second sister went to the countryside one after another, and we wiped our tears to see them off in the small yard. 1977 in the year when I was about to graduate from middle school, my mother, who was less than 40 years old, was paralyzed as a "vegetable" because of an unexpected medical accident and died six months later. I remember it was a gloomy morning. Dad and Aunt Shan led me and my two sisters and brothers to stand in the carriage of the big truck sent by the unit. My mother, wrapped in white cloth, lay quietly on the stretcher. The adults were expressionless and the children snuggled up to each other. Just at the moment when the car arrived at the funeral home in Beizhen, tears poured out desperately. My tears contain the helplessness of facing a hard life. Facing the reality, I had to give up the opportunity to take the college entrance examination. I was disappointed ... Since then, the single aunt family has cared more about us and given us endless love. Aunt Shan, like her mother, often helps us sew and wash bedding, make cotton trousers, and teach me to roll noodles, pancakes and do housework ... The hard and warm days have passed day by day.
1986 In August, I welcomed my new wife in that small courtyard. On the morning of our wedding, Aunt Shan smiled and put 50 yuan into my pocket, telling me to pay attention to safety outside and how to face a new life in the future. I couldn't help hugging Aunt Shan and keeping them in my mind. The following spring, Aunt Shan died of lung cancer. In July of the same year, a baby croaked in that small yard, and my son was born ... Now, our ancestors have passed away one after another and gathered in that small yard forever. Our children have all walked out of the yard, but wherever they go, the days without "fences" are my eternal thoughts: those quiet and happy lives, those green and hazy emotions. ...
There is no distance between loving and being loved. When tomorrow becomes today, yesterday, and finally a day that is no longer important in memory, we will suddenly find ourselves magically moving forward under the impetus of unconscious love, instead of moving forward in a stationary train and crossing with adjacent trains, as if we are moving forward, and we are really growing up in love and being loved.
To love and be loved is everyone's right, and we will try to find another self in the world of love.