爱情故事的英语作文
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英文爱情故事小短文：
Are you waiting for me?
The girl
is very beautiful and very cute. Adolescent boys, well, I like her,
like dead heart! But, he didn't dare to say to the girl! In order
to see more girls, boys can only be on the way from school, at
a crossroads for cycling, hiding in the side, quietly waiting for
the arrival of the girl.
Across
the
intersection
of
the
air,
also
can't
remember,
how many times I have been the boy's drumming heartbeat
drive. Near the car of the old man, also to keep shake head,
sighing young boy, and the heart of blurred.
But one day, the girl in the corner, suddenly stopped. She
cheerfully came to the boy, asked softly:
me?
Instantly, the boy's heart is warm. That afternoon, he and
his girl, riding a bicycle, side by side to walk a long good long
way, said a lot of words...
The
boy
and
girl,
never
be
together.
But
a
growing
boy,
but the heart remember that girl, and be good girl, has been
moved.
Someone like you, it is your blessing. If you know he likes
you, waiting for you, might as well offer, to speak out love and
not love. Even if you don't like him, also it doesn't matter. In
the face of love, you teach him to learn to let go, tell him to
wait for another person, this is love to each other due to the
feedback.
The
boundless
huge
crowd
meet,
don't
silence,
don't
escape,
more
don't
disregard,
let
us
ask
gently:
you
waiting for me?
英文爱情故事小短文：
Time left to life
His eyes, eyebrows,
lips, and sound... All of his. Even that some broken shoes - he is
the boys
of
class,
with
delicate
facial feature and
very
sweet
voice.
But he had to go, want to go to the army, he wanted to fly.
I can't deliberately pretend to go to the toilet round to his
class went to see him, can no longer behind his bicycle... Heard
the news, I ran to the outside of poplar in burst into tears.
The sun is bright, hot, dry, cicadas in the air. In the hole
and nothingness. I skipped school, decided to visit him.
He is in a small town far away. But I still decided to go to.
It is a bold and aggressive decision. He doesn't know me,
we didn't say half sentence.
In on my bicycle. I am on the way to the strange town.
Is really strange. All dirt, boiling up soil dives into my face,
and
sweat.
Just
rained
by
exposure
to
the
sun,
the
dust
has
indescribable smell, I like the taste, like to go to see a person's
feeling.
Bicycle is broken, a chains will be off, I hang chain while
humming
a
song
of
songs,
hum
of
what
is
not
important,
important
is
I
have
a
light
fragrance
of
the
heart,
with
a
stimulus and joy.
I this is to see oneself to like a person!
The sun is very poisonous, my skin was burnt by the hot,
I'm thirsty, but didn't sell water, I only ride, only go forward.
I think, I almost heatstroke. Throat smoke, more hot, white
shirt quick became black, with a mixed dust and sweat on the
clothes.
Shoes
also
is
full
of
soil,
but
my
heart
is
happy,
again
afraid, and trembling, saw what he says, he said I like? No, I
won't say! I only see his one eye is enough, just looking at it.
Just a glance!
Midway
I
also
lost,
went
to
another
town.
Ask
again
for
you to find, to his home, it's getting late.
I stood at his doorstep, cold feet.
Quietly into the yard. See the back of a teenager.
In the mind blast.
But, not him.
Fat some, shorter than him, he looked back and you seek?
He asked me.
...... I said, I find... I carefully say his name.
My brother went to grandma's house.
I
suddenly
feel
aching,
like breaking down,
I
just
smiled,
then
rushed
out,
I
ran
quickly,
on
the
bike
ran
crazily,
like
what's behind the people after me.
Who
are
you?
Who
are
you?
Shouted
his
brother
in the
back.
Who am I important? This is important? I can't say who I
am, I only know that I came to see him, he is not, he is not!
I don't know how long I cried, cry while riding. The wind
came, and with my tears, east west, on the face, dirty, chaotic,
my heart, very sad.
The bicycle tire, I pushed it under the stars, step by step
walk back.
In the middle of the night, I came back home, drink a lot of