Love Is Just a Thread 爱只是一根线
<table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="8" width="740" align="center" border="0"><tbody><tr><td colspan="2"><p><span class="style14"><font color="#4b8dfa" size="2">每个人对爱都有不同的诠释，它或是激情的迸发，或是润物无声的小雨，或是涓涓而不息的溪流。爱也会有许多的表达方式，它可以是一句"我爱你！"，也可以是一束鲜花，也可以是不变的关心和爱护。爱也许还是那被子中的线，若隐若现，但却让生活更坚实，更温暖…</font></span></p></td></tr><tr bgcolor="#eef7ff"><td colspan="2"><p class="style3" align="justify"> <font face=""><font size="3">Sometimes I really doubt whether there is love between my parents. They don't act in the romantic ways that I read in books or I see on TV. In their opinion, "I love you" is too <font color="#f70938">luxurious </font>for them to say. Sending flowers to each other on Valentine's Day is even more out of the question. <br/><br/> One day, my mother was sewing a <font color="#ff0033">quilt</font>. I silently sat down beside her and looked at her.<br/><br/> "Mom, I have a question to ask you," I said after a while.<br/><br/> "What?" she replied, still doing her work.<br/><br/> "Is there love between you and Dad?" I asked her in a very low voice.<br/><br/> My mother stopped her work and raised her head with surprise in her eyes. She didn't answer immediately. Then she <font color="#ff0066">bow</font>ed her head and continued to sew the quilt. <br/><br/> I was in a great embarrassment and I didn't know what I should do. But at last I heard my mother say the following words: <br/><br/> "Susan," she said thoughtfully, "Look at this thread. Sometimes it appears, but most of it disappears in the quilt. The thread really makes the quilt strong and durable. If life is a quilt, then love should be a thread. It can hardly be seen anywhere or anytime, but it's really there. Love is inside."<br/><br/> I listened carefully but I couldn't understand her until the next spring. At that time, my father suddenly got sick seriously. <br/><br/> After they were back from the hospital, every day in the morning and <font color="#ff0033">dusk</font>, my mother helped my father walk slowly on the country road. It seemed they were the most <font color="#ff0066">harmonious</font> couple. Along the country road, there were many beautiful flowers, green grass and trees. The sun gently <font color="#f70938">glisten</font>ed through the leaves. All of these made up the most beautiful picture in the world.<br/><br/> After two months he still couldn't walk by himself. All of us were worried about him.<br/><br/> "Dad, how are you feeling now?" I asked him one day.<br/><br/> "Susan, don't worry about me." he said gently. "To tell you the truth, I just like walking with your mom. I like this kind of life." Reading his eyes, I know he loves my mother deeply.<br/><br/> Once I thought love meant flowers, gifts and sweet kisses. But from this experience, I understand that love is just a thread in the quilt of our life. Love is inside, making life strong and warm...<br/></font></font></p></td></tr></tbody></table> <p><font face="" size="2"> <font color="#f70938">luxurious adj. 奢侈的</font></font><br/><font color="#f70938"><font face="" size="2">dusk n. 薄暮，黄昏</font><br/><font face="" size="2">harmonious adj. 和谐的，协调的</font></font></p><p><font color="#f70938"><font face="" size="2">glisten v. 闪光</font><br/></font></p> <p> Love is inside, making life strong and warm</p><p>I like it</p>
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