爱情的永远有多远

作者:叶冲菡人气:361更新:2021-07-13 11:00:04

爱情,被每个人用不同时期的心情诠释着。有人说它是美好的 ,有人说它是伤人的 。很多人喜欢用‘海枯石烂’表达它的硬度;用‘生生世世’来说明它的深度;再用‘永远’强调它的美好常青。可是,谁注意到了它的本质?那薄如蝉翼、娇如花瓣的本质。
  从古至今,遍及中外 。我们手口传颂的爱情故事 ,哪一个是善始善终的?哪一个又是那天地间看似不曾失色的日月?或许,残缺的东西才最动人。这被冰封在心底的残缺之爱,痛起来才能美到极致。那些抱憾终生的爱侣 、那些夜夜忧伤的灵魂已经把爱情虚幻脆弱的本质表露无疑 。
  徜徉爱河的人 ,心底有一片沃土美景 。爱情花朵盛放在充足的阳光下 ,随微风弥散芳菲,蝶飞蜂恋好不热闹。又如夏日河床上的青荇,水波滑过 ,摇曳着婀娜的舞姿,荡起一片绿意融融。而痛失所爱的人,心里藏着一座不见天日的荒城 。枯藤残枝 ,朽屋断桥间一切静得可怕。那些曾经的雕梁画栋如今已是墙倒柱斜,过往的喧嚣痕迹仍清晰可辨,却只证明了这里也有过风光无限。沃土到荒城只一步之遥、一念之差 。这一遥便是千里、这一差更是万丈。可这落差你要人该如何承受?!
  青山流水见惯了世事变迁 ,日月天地看倦了人情薄凉,任凭我们呼天喊地始终无言沉默着。我们腾挪其间,被年轮推动 ,一刻不停的奔向那个既定的终点,一路遗洒的是我们滚烫的泪和日日逝去的容颜粉末 。爱,象是有着斑斓色彩的蝶翅 ,美丽吗?很美!却是最禁不起风雨洗礼。风啸时 ,卷起的只是碎裂的翅翼残片,在日光下还闪着耀眼的亮点。拥有过这一对翅膀的精灵,早已不知把生命葬在了何处 。
  永远的距离其实只在那一个沉默的转身里。面对面就是永远爱恋 ,背靠背已是沧海横绝。海不会轻易枯涸,石头不会腐烂,连那生生世世都是人们为了自我安慰臆想出来的 。自从盘古无情的开天辟地以来 ,连天地都有遗恨,天和地恨谁呢?当然是恨那个叫盘古的家伙,生生被他一顿刀劈斧砍的分割开来 ,从此不再相融只能相望 。风雷闪电是它们的悲鸣嘶喊,雨雪霜露是它们的相思血泪。还有那一夕成环,夕夕成缺的月 ,她的心中怕也是在伤怀与吴刚的永别离恨吧?不是有句话叫:‘天若有情天亦老,月如无恨月常圆’么?谁看到天衰老了?!谁又见着常圆不损的月来着?!
  爱。不爱 。都不要说永远。这世间没有任何东西可以到达永远的彼岸。

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英译版本:

Love is interpreted by everyone in different periods. Some people say it is beautiful, some people say it is hurt. Many people like to express its hardness with 'Haishi stone'; use 'Birth World' to clear its depth; use 'eternal' to emphasize its beautiful and evergreen. However, whoever has noticed its essence? That is like a wing, the essence of petals.
From ancient times, all over the middle and foreign. Which one is good at the love story of our hand? Which one is the sun and moon that seems to have never been collected there? Perhaps, it is the most moving thing. This is the endless love in the heart of the heart, and it will be beautiful. Those who regret life-ended, the soul of the night and night, have undoubtedly reveal the essence of love illusory fragile.
The people of the love of the river, there is a fertile scenic view. Love flowers are in full sunshine, with the breeze dispassion, but the butterfly is happy and not lively. Another example is the blue sky in the summer bed, the water wave is slippery, swaying the dance of the greenery, swaying a green melting. The people who have lost their love have hidden a wild city that is not seen in the day. The waters of the branches, everything is terrible between the decades of the broken house. Those who have painted the pole of the carved beams are still the wall, and the hustle and bustle of the past is still clear, but only proves that there is an unlimited scenery here. Wo soil is only a step in the wilderness, and the difference is the difference. This is a thousand miles, this difference is even more. But how can you bear this? !
Qingshan flowing water, I am used to the world's changes, the sun and the moon are tired of people and cool, let us call the sky, no words. We moved in the same time, driven by the annual wheel, and rushed to the established end point, all the way was the tears of our hot tears and the day-away soul powder. Love, is like a colorful bow, beautiful? Very beautiful! But it is the most impossible for wind and rain baptism. When the rhake, the rolled up is just a broken winged wing, and it is also flashing in the sunlight. Have this pair of wings, I have long, I have long, I have long been buried in life.
Forever is actually only in that silence. The face-to-face is always love, the back is already the sea. The sea will not be easily dry, the stone will not rot, even the lives are people who want to be self-comfort. Since the ruthless openness of Pangu, there has been hateful, and who hate it in heaven? Of course, I hate the guy named the ancient ancient times, and the sketch of the boy is cut by him a knife ax, and it will not be able to speak again.Wind thunder lightning is their sorrow, the rain and snow, which is their respectable vision. There is also the end of the evening, the eve of the lack of lack, is her heart is also injured and Wu Gang's never hate? No sentence is called: 'Tian Ruo is also old, is the month, if there is no hate, a round of a round? Who saw the sky? ! Who is seen in the middle of the sun? ! Love. do not love. Don't say forever. There is no thing in this life, you can reach forever.
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