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The story of Romance

本文发表在 rolia.net 枫下论坛When I was a young girl, I deeply believed that romance was a large and heavy basket, full of pink flowers, red roses, a big diamond ring, and many many expensive gifts. The basket must be very large, and heavy that my heart can’t help, but melt down. My Prince Charming would hold my hand and walk me to the wedding ceremony. And then we can live happy every after. However, in reality, when I felt in love with a young guy in college, things were much simple. We went to library together, we went to movie together, we played badminton together, and our lives didn’t change much. But I did taste the sweetness of romance. For me, romance was pink.

After graduation, I got a very good job offer in a company in my hometown, a city 400 kilometers away from our school. My boy friend was sad, but my parents were happy. “We finally have you home; you can have an easy life in our city.” That’s true, my job was better paid, and I was back to my old friends. I had an easy life style in my hometown. My boy friend did not give up our love. He started to visit me bi-weekly or monthly depending on his schedule. To save both time and money, he took the night train. On 10 pm, he took the train and arrived at my city at 6 am. My neighbors still remembered that a tall and handsome guy with a small luggage and a bunch of flowers knocking at my door. On Sunday afternoon, 5 pm, he would take another train back to his hometown. We also called each other after 9 pm every night, because the longer distance call is half priced after 9 o’clock between cities. Two years past, I thought my romance was unique; it was a combination of bitterness and sweetness, like chocolate. But my mum started to worry about me. She said: “he is a really good guy, but stay with us; we want to take care of you.” But my boy friend said, let’s go to Canada, we can take care of each other; we can have a future together. I said “Yes!” we wanted to be together; we wanted to have a future together!

After two more years, we landed on Pearson Airport. As new immigrants, our lives had totally changed! For a better future, we decided to go back to school. I studied for my Bachelor degree, and my husband applied for Master degree. When the day his offer came, we both became silent, because the city he would go is 400 kilometers away from Toronto. "Where is my romance basket, I don’t like it any more!" My hubby, one of the most positive guys in the world, said, “This is the last time!”

We were both at school, he came back biweekly or monthly, and we chatted on Yahoo messenger daily. All the summer time was our Valentine’s day! After graduation, we both got professional jobs and started to save money. In the seventh year after immigration, we had desired house together; we then had two beautiful and smart kids together; we had our home in Toronto together!

This summer, my parents came to visit us; my big family went to the Erin dale Park for a picnic. The weather was beautiful, full of sunshine. My hubby was playing ball with my daughter, and she made all those happy giggling. Finally I saw the big smile on my parents’ face. The happy family picture, which could happen easily in my hometown, took us 10 years to realize in Toronto! Touching my son’s hair, I suddenly remembered my romance basket. I believed my romance is a perfect 10 : I got all those pink flowers, red roses, a big diamond ring, and I finally understand what are those expensive gifts, they are self-discipline, they are persistence, they are responsibilities, they are promise, they are hard-work, they are patience and they are respect. And my romance basket is large and heavy, because my heart can never expect a second romance for the rest of life.

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  • 枫下拾英 / 心情随笔 / The story of Romance
    本文发表在 rolia.net 枫下论坛When I was a young girl, I deeply believed that romance was a large and heavy basket, full of pink flowers, red roses, a big diamond ring, and many many expensive gifts. The basket must be very large, and heavy that my heart can’t help, but melt down. My Prince Charming would hold my hand and walk me to the wedding ceremony. And then we can live happy every after. However, in reality, when I felt in love with a young guy in college, things were much simple. We went to library together, we went to movie together, we played badminton together, and our lives didn’t change much. But I did taste the sweetness of romance. For me, romance was pink.

    After graduation, I got a very good job offer in a company in my hometown, a city 400 kilometers away from our school. My boy friend was sad, but my parents were happy. “We finally have you home; you can have an easy life in our city.” That’s true, my job was better paid, and I was back to my old friends. I had an easy life style in my hometown. My boy friend did not give up our love. He started to visit me bi-weekly or monthly depending on his schedule. To save both time and money, he took the night train. On 10 pm, he took the train and arrived at my city at 6 am. My neighbors still remembered that a tall and handsome guy with a small luggage and a bunch of flowers knocking at my door. On Sunday afternoon, 5 pm, he would take another train back to his hometown. We also called each other after 9 pm every night, because the longer distance call is half priced after 9 o’clock between cities. Two years past, I thought my romance was unique; it was a combination of bitterness and sweetness, like chocolate. But my mum started to worry about me. She said: “he is a really good guy, but stay with us; we want to take care of you.” But my boy friend said, let’s go to Canada, we can take care of each other; we can have a future together. I said “Yes!” we wanted to be together; we wanted to have a future together!

    After two more years, we landed on Pearson Airport. As new immigrants, our lives had totally changed! For a better future, we decided to go back to school. I studied for my Bachelor degree, and my husband applied for Master degree. When the day his offer came, we both became silent, because the city he would go is 400 kilometers away from Toronto. "Where is my romance basket, I don’t like it any more!" My hubby, one of the most positive guys in the world, said, “This is the last time!”

    We were both at school, he came back biweekly or monthly, and we chatted on Yahoo messenger daily. All the summer time was our Valentine’s day! After graduation, we both got professional jobs and started to save money. In the seventh year after immigration, we had desired house together; we then had two beautiful and smart kids together; we had our home in Toronto together!

    This summer, my parents came to visit us; my big family went to the Erin dale Park for a picnic. The weather was beautiful, full of sunshine. My hubby was playing ball with my daughter, and she made all those happy giggling. Finally I saw the big smile on my parents’ face. The happy family picture, which could happen easily in my hometown, took us 10 years to realize in Toronto! Touching my son’s hair, I suddenly remembered my romance basket. I believed my romance is a perfect 10 : I got all those pink flowers, red roses, a big diamond ring, and I finally understand what are those expensive gifts, they are self-discipline, they are persistence, they are responsibilities, they are promise, they are hard-work, they are patience and they are respect. And my romance basket is large and heavy, because my heart can never expect a second romance for the rest of life.

    ** Copyright Reserved. No part of this article may be reproduced, stored or transmitted in any form or by any means electronic, photocopying, recording or otherwise without the written permission from the writer.**更多精彩文章及讨论,请光临枫下论坛 rolia.net
    • 青春无价,不求名利的浪漫,却用了十年去完成。太不易了。 祝愿天下的有情人终成眷属吧!
    • ke ke ke, caution! U turn!
      • 跨越了这么多的障碍,你的婚姻一定如磐石般坚固了。祝贺!
    • 最后的"版权"声明不是一般地雷人。
      • 是嘢,这话写在博客头上挺正常,挑出来写在文章下面就让某些人挑眼了。的确, 这种浪漫不是谁都懂得,我看还是那种”财子搂美人一起中649“的情爱故事更亮眼球!更好看!