十二
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To someone who is beautiful... all over
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It is absolutely wonderful to have
someone in your life who is caring
and giving and gracious — some whose
smiles are live sunshine and laughter
and whose words always seem to say
the things you most like to hear...
because those magical people are really
beautiful... inside.
And it is a special privilege to
know someone whose outward appearance
is a delight just to see — someone who
lights up a room with radiance and
who lights up my little corner of the
world with a loveliness it has never
known before... because special people
like that are really beautiful... outside.
But most of all, it is one of the
world's most special blessings to
have a person in your life who can
add so much pleasure and such magnificence
to the days — as you have to mine...
because you're someone who is beautiful...
all over.
— Andrew Tawney
献给那些永远漂亮的人
这是一件美妙的事情，在你的生命中存在着这样的一些人，他们关心你，为你付出，照顾你，他们的笑容让你如沐浴阳光，而他们所的话恰恰是你想听到的...
因为这些的内心就是美丽的。
我们很容易知道一个人的外表漂亮与否，他们用激情使我们的屋子充满活力，他们用爱心点亮我们心里的每一个角落，因为这样特别的人的确非常美丽，因为心灵美丽他的外表也就非常的美丽。
最重要的是世界上最幸福的事就是在你的生活里有这么一个人，它能够带来快乐和神奇的每一天。就像我拥有你...
因为你永远是世界上最美丽的
----安德鲁
十一
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"But what if I break my arm again?" my five year-old daughter asked, her lower lip trembling. I knelt holding onto her bike and looked her right in the eyes. I knew how much she wanted to learn to ride. How often she felt left out when her friends pedaled by our house. Yet ever since she’d fallen off her bike and broken her arm, she’d been afraid.
"Oh honey," I said. "I don’t think you’ll break another arm."
"But I could, couldn’t I?”
"Yes,” I admitted, and found myself struggling for the right thing to say. At times like this, I wished I had a partner to turn to. Someone who might help find the right words to make my little girl’s problems disappear. But after a disastrous marriage and a painful divorce, I’d welcomed the hardships of being a single parent and had been adamant in telling anyone who tried to fix me up that I was terminally single.
"I don’t think I want to ride,” she said and got off her bike.
We walked away and sat down beside a tree.
"Don’t you want to ride with your friends?” I asked.
"And I thought you were hoping to start riding your bike to school next year,” I added.
"I was,” she said, her voice almost a quiver.
"You know, hon,” I said. "Most everything you do comes with risks. You could get a broken arm in a car wreck and then be afraid to ever ride in a car again. You could break your arm jumping rope. You could break your arm at gymnastics. Do you want to stop going to gymnastics?”
"No,” she said. And with a determined spirit, she stood up and agreed to try again. I held on to the back of her bike until she found the courage to say, "Let’s go!”
I spent the rest of the afternoon at the park watching a very brave little girl overcome a fear, and congratulating myself for being a self-sufficient single parent.
As we walked home, pushing the bike as we made our way along the sidewalk, she asked me about a conversation she’d overheard me having with my mother the night before.
"Why were you and grandma arguing last night?”
My mother was one of the many people who constantly tried to fix me up. How many times had I told her "no" to meeting the Mr. Perfect she picked out for me. She just knew Steve was the man for me.
"It’s nothing,” I told her.
She shrugged. "Grandma said she just wanted you to find someone to love.”
"What grandma wants is for some guy to break my heart again,” I snapped, angry that my mother had said anything about this to my daughter.
"But Mom.”
"You’re too young to understand,” I told her.
She was quiet for the next few minutes. Then she looked up and in a small voice gave me something to think about.
"So I guess love isn’t like a broken arm.”
Unable to answer, we walked the rest of the way in silence. When I got home, I called my mother and scolded her for talking about this to my daughter. Then I did what I’d seen my brave little girl do that very afternoon. I let go and agreed to meet Steve.
Steve was the man for me. We married less than a year later. It turned out mother and my daughter were right.
十一
11
Love is in the air
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I came up with some suggestions on how "single" men and women could spend the day alone, but not necessarily lonely. Instead of passing The Single's Day off as a completely invaluable waste of space on the calendar, try one, several or all of the following esteem-boosters to lift your single spirit this time around.
1. The recently single gal/guy. First and foremost, do not ever call your ex in case you get lonely. Exes belong to the past. Move on.
Yes, you must still be hurting and are going through the healing process. But remember this famous line from a song: "Ooh child, things are gonna be easier." In time you are indeed going to be OK. Don't sulk. The Single's Day can be a day to spend with family.
You can even make it more creative by suggesting potluck and maybe plan some board games or videoke. During this time, family can offer you the most solid support you will need, so take advantage of it.
2. The still-single guy or gal. Some of you may be getting restless already because it's been years and you're still without a partner. Relax. Why don't you call your other single pals and plan a night out? Have a nice dinner and go to a singles bar afterward. You'll never know who you might meet. There is always a big chance you will meet someone interesting and single too. The Single's Day is also for people looking for love.
3. Otherwise, for the groom-to-be, you can plan a bachelor party or fraternity party.You plan every aspect including bachelor party ideas, games, party favors, drinks and food for your bachelor party or fraternity party (frat party). Since a lot goes into planning the bachelor party, it's will be tricky, fun but also stressful. Make it a very memorable one, why not enjoy it?
4. Buy yourself your favorite flowers. Who says you have to wait around for Prince/Princess Charming to add some spice and color to your dorm or apartment with your preferred plant life? Both guys and girls enjoy the occasional bouquet of Birds of Paradise or a lucky bamboo tree to boost Feng Shui. 
5. The single mom/dad (formerly married or not). Take your kid/s out on a date. Why not? You can even plan an all-day activity. Go to the mall, take him to his favorite pizza place, watch a movie or treat him to play-all-you-can (with a reasonable budget) games at a carnival. It could be anything. Time spent with your kids is always worthwhile.
Do as you please. Ultimately, you know what can make you happy. That's the most important thing.
Who says romance is dead? Believe it: Love is in the air! Choose what you like，trust your family and friends.
十
28
When a man loves a woman
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that younger men need wiser, older men to tell them. Things like whom to trust,
how to love, how to live a good life.
Not long ago John lost his wife,
Janet, to cancer. God knows she was a fighter, but in the end the disease won
their eight-year battle.
One day John pulled a folded paper from his
wallet. He’d found it, he told me, while going through drawers in his house. It
was a love note, in Janet’s handwriting. It looked a little like a schoolgirl’s
daydream note about the boy across the way. All that was missing was a
hand-drawn heart and the names John and Janet. Except this note was written by
the mother of seven children, a woman who had begun the battle for her life, and
very probably was within months of the end.
It was also a wonderful
prescription for holding a marriage together. This is how Janet McHugh’s note
about her husband begins:” Loved. Cared. Worried. ”
As quick with a joke
an John is, apparently he didn’t joke with his wife about cancer. He’d come
home, and she’d be in one of the moods cancer patients get lost in, and he’d
have her in the car faster than you can say DiNardo’s, her favorite restaurant.
“Get in the car,” he’d say,” I’m taking you out to dinner.”
He worried,
and she knew it. You don’t hide things from someone who knows
better.
“Helped me when I was sick.” is next. Maybe Janet wrote her list
when the cancer was in one of those horrible and wonderful remission periods,
when all is as it was—almost—before the disease, so what harm is there in hoping
that it’s behind you, maybe for good?
“Forgave me for a lot of
things.”
“Stood by me.”
And then, good service to those of us who
think giving constructive criticism is our religious calling: “Always
complimentary.”
“Provide everything I ever needed.” Janet McHugh next
wrote.
Then she’d turned the man she had lived with and been in love with
for the majority of her life. She’d written:” Always there when I needed
you.”
The last thing she wrote sums up all the others. I can picture her
adding it thoughtfully to her list. ”Good friend.”
I stand beside John
now, unable even to pretend that I know what it feels like to lose someone so
close. I need to hear what he has to say, much more than he needs to
talk.
“John,” I ask,” how do you stick by someone through 38 years of
marriage. “let done the sickness too? How do I know I’d have what it takes to
stand by my wife if she got sick?”
“you will,” he says. ”If you love her
enough, you will,” he says. ”If you lo
十
19
A Goodbye Kiss
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The Board Meeting had come to an end. Bob started to stand up and jostled the table, spilling his coffee over his notes. "How embarrassing. I am getting so clumsy in my old age."
Everyone had a good laugh, and soon we were all telling stories of our most embarrassing moments. It came around to Frank who sat quietly listening to the others. Someone said, "Come on, Frank. Tell us your most embarrassing moment."
Frank laughed and began to tell us of his childhood. "I grew up in San Pedro. My Dad was a fisherman, and he loved the sea. He had his own boat, but it was hard making a living on the sea.He worked hard and would stay out until he caught enough to feed the family. Not just enough for our family, but also for his Mom and Dad and the other kids that were still at home."
He looked at us and said, "I wish you could have met my Dad. He was a big man, and he was strong from pulling the nets and fighting the seas for his catch. When you got close to him, he smelled like the ocean. He would wear his old canvas, foul-weather coat and his bibbed overalls. His rain hat would be pulled down over his brow. No matter how much my Mother washed them, they would still smell of the sea and of fish."
Frank's voice dropped a bit. "When the weather was bad he would drive me to school. He had this old truck that he used in his fishing business. That truck was older than he was. It would wheeze and rattle down the road. You could hear it coming for blocks. As he would drive toward the school, I would shrink down into the seat hoping to disappear. Half the time, he would slam to a stop and the old truck would belch a cloud of smoke. He would pull right up in front, and it seemed like everybody would be standing around and watching. Then he would lean over and give me a big kiss on the cheek and tell me to be a good boy. It was so embarrassing for me. Here, I was 12 years old, and my Dad would lean over and kiss me goodbye!"
He paused and then went on, "I remember the day I decided I was too old for a goodbye kiss. When we got to the school and came to a stop, he had his usual big smile. He started to lean toward me, but I put my hand up and said, 'No, Dad.'
It was the first time I had ever talked to him that way, and he had this surprised look on his face.
I said, 'Dad, I'm too old for a goodbye kiss. I'm too old for any kind of kiss.' </ ... (全文...)
十
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The flame of love
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Suppose you have everything; a good job, good health, good reputation, good relationships and lot of money to spend. But still there is something missing from your life. Guess what? The LOVE. It is not something which you should ignore. Life without love is just like body without soul.Love gives meaning to life as without love life is meaningless. Lucky is the person who gets love and keeps the flames of love burning for ever. It is not a matter of days or months. Love is for life and life is for love.
Short term love encounters are not helpful at all. Be sincere with your body and soul. Indulge in serious life long loving relationship and live a healthy, happy and joyful life.
It is easy to fell in love but difficult to keep the flames of love burning. Before indulging in serious long term love relationships be sure that the person you love is also sincere with you. A selfish person can make your life miserable. If this is the case with you then try to get rid of that person as soon as possible.
Most people do not give importance to their love life as they give importance to their professional life. In most cases, people sacrifice their love life at the cost of their profession. This is a bad choice which ruins the whole life. A sensible balance between the two is necessary in order to enjoy life in its entirety. Do not deprive yourself of the love you need.
People part their ways after living together for years and years. Though this looks strange but is the obvious result of ignoring the genuine complaints and grievances of the other. Sometimes a sincere apology, gentle touch, or a friendly kiss is enough to put your love life on track. However, when deep differences develop between the two then professional consultation is necessary. Do everything to bring back love to your life, if it is lost.
In order to make the journey of life more exciting and enjoyable, you need a loving and caring person with whom you can share your values, dreams, fantasies, joys and jokes. In difficult times of anxiety, sorrow, distress or loss of near and dear ones this person should stand firm besides you and console you in every possible manner.
Love your life and love the person who is in your life. Keep the flames of love burning to live a great, great love life.
Discuss this article with your loved one and carefully listen what he/she says. This can give you a clue of his/her inner sentiments and the depth of love for you. Also avail this opportunity to renew your love life with a new passion and commitment.
九
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Love without measure
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A heart-warming story tells of a woman who finally decided to ask her boss for a raise in salary. All day she felt nervous and apprehensive. Late in the afternoon she summoned the courage to approach her employer. To her delight, the boss agreed to a raise.
The woman arrived home that evening to a beautiful table set with their best dishes. Candles were softly glowing. Her husband had come home early and prepared a festive meal. She wondered if someone from the office had tipped him off, or... did he just somehow know that she would not get turned down?
She found him in the kitchen and told him the good news. They embraced and kissed, then sat down to the wonderful meal. Next to her plate the woman found a beautifully lettered note. It read, "Congratulations, darling! I knew you'd get the raise! These things will tell you how much I love you."
Following the supper, her husband went into the kitchen to clean up. She noticed that a second card had fallen from his pocket. Picking it off the floor, she read, "Don't worry about not getting the raise! You deserve it anyway! These things will tell you how much I love you."
Someone has said that the measure of love is when you love without measure. What this man feels for his spouse is total acceptance and love, whether she succeeds or fails. His love celebrates her victories and soothes her wounds. He stands with her, no matter what life throws in their direction.
Upon receiving the Nobel Peace Prize, Mother Teresa said, "What can you do to promote world peace? Go home and love your family." And love your friends. Love them without measure.
九
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Cost of Love
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One night when my wife was preparing dinner, our little son took a piece of paper to her which read:
For washing the car....................................................$5.00
For making my own bed this week..............................$1.00
Going to the provision shop........................................$0.50
Playing with little sister................................................$0.25
Taking out the rubbish................................................$1.00
Getting a good report card..........................................$5.00
And for sweeping the common corridor..................$2.00
Total.................................................$14.75
His mother looked at him standing there expecting payment. I could see a thousand memories flashed through her mind. So she picked up the pen and turning the paper over, this is what she wrote:
For 9 months I carried you, growing insideme.............................No Charge
For the nights I sat up with you, doctored and prayed for you.....No Charge
For the toys, food and clothes and wiping your nose...................No Charge
When you add it all up, the full cost of my love............................No Charge
Well, when he finished reading, he had great big tears in his eyes. He looked at his mother and said, "Mummy, I love you." Then he took the pen and in great big letters wrote on the "bill" "All paid."
八
24
情人节请听我的爱情感言
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When the door of happiness closes, another opens, but often times we look so long at the closed door that we don't see the one which has been opened for us.
The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you've ever had.
It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.
Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they'll love you back! Don't expect love in return; just wait for it to grow in their heart but if it doesn't, be content it grew in yours. It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone, but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.
Don't go for looks; they can deceive. Don't go for wealth; even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright. Find the one that makes your heart smile.
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Tears of woman
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有句话说：女人是水做的。是的，眼泪似乎是女人的专利。无论是伤心的泪，委屈的泪还是激动的泪，女人的眼泪是不受责备的。也许你不明白为什么女人天生爱流泪，那么请听上帝的解释……
A little boy asked his mother "why are you crying?"
"Because I'm a woman," she told him.
"I don't understand," he said.
His mum just hugged him and said, "and you never will."
Later the little boy asked his father, "why does mother seem to cry for no reason?"
"All women cry for no reason," was all his dad could say.
The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry.
Finally he put in a call to god; and when god got on the phone, he asked, "god, why do women cry so easily?"
God said: "when I made the woman she had to be special. I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world; yet, gentle enough to give comfort."
"I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children."
"I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining. "
"I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly."
"I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart."
"I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly."
"And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed."
"You see: the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair."
"The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart and the place where love resides."