(1) Short sad love story
Boys and girls are good friends. One day, the boy went to play in the forest. In the evening, the girl saw that the boy had not come back. So I went to the forest to look for the boy, but I couldn't find him for a long time. It's getting dark and the girl is afraid. She is hiding in the forest. The boy came home to see if he had seen the girl. So the boy ran out of the house to look for a girl in the forest. He found the girl and said, I've come to take you home.
Five years have passed, and both boys and girls are in the first year. They are two famous young lovers in the class. Two years of love like this. By junior year. There is a beautiful class flower in the class. The boy fell in love with Ban Hua. He told the girl that I don't like you anymore. The girl didn't stay. From then on, the boy and the class spent together. Ban Hua and the girl are good friends.
once, it was a boy's birthday. Class flowers and girls decided to buy birthday presents for boys together. They are walking. Come to the street. The girl chose to buy it in the small supermarket in front of her house. And Ban Hua chose to buy it across the street. When Ban Hua crossed the road, a car came quickly. Ban Hua was hit by a car. At this moment, the girl saw it and wanted to call an ambulance. But I haven't had time to call an ambulance. I was slapped in the face by the boy. The boy said, Why don't you look after her? If something happens to her, I will hate you for life. In this way, the boy and the girl came to the hospital with Ban Hua. They are waiting at the gate of the operating room. At this moment, the doctor came out. The doctor said that Ban Hua had lost too much blood. Could lead to death. There is no match for her blood type in the hospital for the time being. The girl stood up and said that I have the same blood type as her. Give her my blood. The doctor said, well, the doctor kept smoking and said, if you can't help it, just stop. You still say it's okay. You keep smoking. The doctor said again. But two-thirds of the blood is drawn here. If you draw again, I'm afraid you'll ... The girl says it's okay. In this way, the girl successfully saved Ban Hua. Finally, when Ban Hua was discharged from the hospital, the boy was going to take Ban Hua home. The girl said, since Ban Hua is fine, will you still hate me? The boy said, no.
suddenly one day, the doctor told the girl. Because you have lost too much blood, you have cancer. Please receive treatment as soon as possible. The girl can't say, thank you.
it will be a year. One day, the girl said to the boy. Do you remember the promise you made to me? What promise did the boy say? The girl said that you once told me that you would come and take me home. Now will you go back on your word? The boy said, I don't know what you are talking about. The girl knew that the boy was lying to her. But the girl didn't insist.
Finally, one day, Ban Hua said to the boy. Go find a girl. In fact, you love her in your heart. Don't waste your time on me. The boy said that's ok.
But when the boy finds the girl's house. Saw the girl's father and mother crying there. He said what happened to uncle and aunt? The girl's parents said. The girl is dead. He died for you, but since you didn't cherish her well, you should die at all costs. The girl's parents especially wanted to kill the boy, but they remembered what the girl had told them before her death. I volunteered, so don't blame the boy. Don't say anything to him after I leave. Just give him my letter. The girl's parents had to give the boy a letter that the girl was a little boy. Then I opened the letter, which said: Sorry, boy, I didn't tell you before I left, but I really didn't want you to be sad. My only hope is that you and Ban Hua can live a good life, live a good life and be happy together. . . Then I began to blame myself after reading this letter. After that, the boy is no longer like before. It's like a different person.
finally, one day, while crossing the road, a car came quickly and killed it in the future. Before he died, the boy said, Yuanyuan, I'm here with you.
(2) A short love story, the kind that makes people cry!
: She is a famous prostitute in the south of the Yangtze River.
He is a general with outstanding military achievements.
He lost his wife a few days ago.
He got drunk in front of a geisha.
He regarded the prostitute as her.
The next day, he saw her falling in bed.
The general laughed at the prostitute.
After all, it was * * *.
He dressed and left
The prostitute was sold to a brothel at the age of nine
For several years,
she only sold herself
until she met him that night
She was shy and clumsy
She gave herself to him
He was fierce and rude
He called his wife's name
The prostitute only liked this person
. Geji City waits for him to return
General enters the city
Never looks twice
Just knocks on her door in the middle of the night
He has been away for a long time
She holds him and takes off his clothes
Count the scars on his body
He holds her to bed without affection
Only touching
She touches his scars
Please marry me. Get dressed and leave
Leave her alone. wait for a while's
Look at the direction of his departure.
Being a prostitute is most afraid of feeling.
But she just got poisoned by the most worrying thing in the world.
The prostitute said that I don't want to do this business anymore.
That night, she took the initiative to look for him.
Her red lips were particularly charming in the moonlight.
That night, she exhausted all kinds of amorous feelings.
After a night of lingering, she left
The prostitute knew that the general wouldn't look for her
After all, she was just a prostitute
She worked as a prostitute all her life
Soon the general led troops to war
The two armies fought
She was found in red beside the enemy commander
She leaned against another man's arms in red
The general's eyes were full of irony
The horn of war sounded < The dagger in the dagger stabbed the enemy general in the heart
and he was surprised
as if he had expected
The general froze
This was the first time she saw him except for his cold and unexpected expression
War and smoke. She closed her eyes
The prostitute knew that he was safe
From then on, he was safe
She could rest assured
She finally helped him once. The people cheered, but he didn't show any expression.
No one knew what he was thinking.
The banquet was over.
He went to see the prostitute's body.
Her body was placed with the soldiers who died.
It was very eye-catching when he saw
She went over and leaned over to pick up her body.
She was also beautiful when she died.
She walked back to the mansion.
General will. After that gentle action
It's a pity that the prostitute will never see it again
I will take off my armor and not be a general in the next life
You will not be my wife in the next life
General (a stranger)
I have seen the most beautiful woman in the world
Only she is a prostitute
I want to possess her, but as long as I think that she is under another man * * * I can't accept
just fuck her hard once
let her remember that she is just mine
every time I return from the war, she will meet me at the city gate. I don't like her
I just like her waiting for me to come in.
It's warm.
She said marry her and want to give me a home.
I want to have a home, but I'm a general.
How can I settle down? P > long hair scattered and red lips
I laughed at her so * * * I don't know who I'm going to seduce.
A red dress
A prostitute
The horn sounded and I only saw her dagger stab into the man's heart.
Ten thousand arrows pierced her body and pierced my heart.
She smiled at me.
My eyes were tender feelings that I didn't understand.
Our army won completely.
The son of heaven rewarded me.
The people cheered for me.
. It's not as good as her.
The poet said that he had seen the general
It's just that he had resigned for many years.
I heard that it was for a certain woman.
I only saw that the general would bring a pot of soju to drink in the grave every day.
No one knew who was in the grave.
Some people said it was the general's wife.
Some people said it was the general's favorite person.
I only heard the general say
. In the next life, don't be my wife.
The poet said that the general wanted to win the war, so he took the prostitute away.
The general told him that he didn't want to be rich.
He wanted to have a home.
Let her welcome him home with a smile.
He did win the battle, but he couldn't give her a home.
They almost had a lifetime. Someone has seen the general again.
I only heard the poet say that
the general is at home with the woman he loves.
The enemy general (a stranger)
There is a woman at the gate of the city who is playing the lute.
She looks at the returning general with tender eyes.
She asked the people in the city.
She learned that she is a famous * * * in this city.
I never go into this romantic place
but just to meet her, I
stepped into her room
She asked me what music I listened to
Listen to your story
She said that I was just a prostitute with no story
I named the chief commander
The prostitute smiled faintly
The corners of her mouth rose and she fell over the country < I'll give you everything when I come to my country.
I told her my identity.
The prostitute is unmoved. I'm waiting for him.
I'm angry to know a woman.
But it's such a big gesture.
I took out my dagger and put it around her neck.
Don't be ungrateful.
The prostitute leans forward and gently cuts her skin with a dagger.
The prostitute said let me die.
I think of the prostitute who plays the piano day and night
but I have never been tempted because a prostitute
lost her mind
the date of war with other countries is just around the corner
I can't forget her smile before the war
I came to his city again
I stayed in front of her door in the middle of the night
I haven't seen her come back for a long time
The boss was so
I couldn't bear to laugh at myself
At dawn. I pity her face
infinite sorrow
When I saw the red mark on her collar
I knew it
She leaned in and kissed me and took me away
I don't love it anymore
I responded that she caught fresh food like a hunter
hissed at her
I took her back to camp
I went to see her the day before the war. Put her to bed
and press her on her, saying love
She didn't resist
I stopped. Do you love me
Do you love me?
The prostitute didn't say a word
I couldn't wait to integrate her into my bones
Afterwards, the prostitute asked me
Can you take me to the battlefield?
How can this be? P > I saw the dagger under her pillow
and laughed
whether it was for him
regardless of the soldiers' opposition
to take her to the battlefield
On the battlefield, she inserted the dagger into my heart
It was all right
After all, I failed my country and my king, I didn't fail the woman I loved
I gave all the love I could
I only hope that your smile could be for me in the next life. (Reward for high marks)
Every time we give up silently, give up a friend whom we have admired for a long time but have no chance to share, give up something that has been put into but gained nothing, give up some spiritual expectation, and give up some thoughts, a kind of sadness will arise at this moment, but this sadness will not prevent us from starting over, listening to the music again and telling the story again in a new time and space! Because this is a natural farewell and abandonment, it is full of detachment spirit, so it is sad and beautiful!
There was a feeling that I wanted it to be forever. It took many years to find that it had gradually faded away. Later, I realized that what we hold in our hands is not necessarily what we really have, and what we have is not necessarily what we really remember! Then I understand that life often needs a kind of quiet care and conscious giving up!
There are too many beautiful things and people in the world. We have been longing for and pursuing the beauty that we don't have. In order to get, busy, the real needs and thoughts often take many years to understand, and even spend a lifetime without knowing what to do! And for the beauty we already have, we are uneasy and worried because of the experience that we often get and lose.
The fleeting sigh of sunset and the troubles of blooming flowers make life unhappy! Because of what we have, we may be losing it, but when we give up, we may be gaining it again. We can't be absolutely sure of everything. If you pay tribute to chase and possess, it will be difficult to get out of the foreign things and then get out of yourself, and the involuntary sadness and sadness of life will be even heavier! Therefore, life needs to sublimate a quiet and detached spirit. Those who understand know how to give up, those who really love know how to sacrifice, and those who are happy know how to be detached! After several years, we will be more satisfied when we know that the people we love are still living well!
"I didn't come to this world because of you, but I am more attached to this world because of you. If I can be with you, I will be grateful to the world. If I can't be with you, I will walk away silently, but I still won't lose my love and gratitude for the world-thank God for letting me meet you and leave you, and complete a poem created by God! "
Life has given us endless sorrow and eternal answers. So, Enron gave up and stuck to a detachment! It doesn't matter how the secular life of the world of mortals changes, no matter how personal choices are, and no matter how heavy things are in our hands, we are brave to escape, but sad and gratified!
As usual, we are heading for the depths of life. As usual, we are gradually giving up and being firm! There is a feeling that it is always "lovesickness" when insomnia occurs; There is a fate that is always believed to be "eternal" after waking up from a dream; There is a kind of eye that always sees "attachment" when breaking up; There is a kind of mood that is always "lost" after parting.