No matter how it ends in the future, at least we have been together, and people have had many responses in their lives. I just hope there is an me in your response. Everyone has their own romantic love story in college. The following is what I prepared for you, I hope you like it!

Tisch

"I love a man who always has the courage to carry me across the river. Even if I fall into the water together, I will not have any complaints. "

At that time, she was already the host of a provincial TV entertainment program. She has a beautiful face and a tall figure, especially when she smiles. Once, she went to Guangxi with the program group to shoot a life interesting program. When they caught some young couples in the scenic spot, they found a strange river.

That river is more than ten meters wide. The water is clear and knee-deep, but it flows quickly. There is no bridge on the river, only more than 20 stone piles the thickness of a bowl are lined up. The rushing water hit the stone pile, splashing, spinning around and spreading.

They asked the local tour guide, "Why is there no bridge over the river?"

The tour guide smiled and pointed to the stone pile and explained, "That's the bridge! This river is called Love River. In order to prove their loyalty to love, local young people have to take their beloved girls out of those stone piles before getting married. "

The tour guide's words immediately aroused her interest. On the spur of the moment, she suggested inserting a short program of "last stand" into the program. Besides, she has to play a "bride" herself.

The director is very interested in her proposal, but who will be the groom? Although most of the crew members on this trip were men, most of them didn't have enough confidence to walk on those stones behind her back. If you accidentally fall into the river, although the river is shallow, it is enough to make people lose face. At this time, "he" who had just entered the film crew came out. He is small and thin, and he is in charge of props work in the film crew. Colleagues all looked at him in surprise, and then said in a joking tone, "Are you in good health?" Not afraid of falling into the river, have a' bath'? "

He smiled innocently and said, "You try!"

Of course, in order to avoid embarrassing scenes, he decided to try it with his male colleagues first. As a result, a thinner male colleague jumped on his back.

He stepped carefully on the stone pile with his male colleague on his back, and then walked forward with difficulty and awkwardness. He managed to walk through seven or eight stone piles and almost reached the middle of the river. Just as he was about to take another step, his body suddenly lost its center of gravity, and both of them fell into the river and immediately became a drowned rat.

At this time, the director gave up this difficult program. But he walked up to her and stubbornly asked, "Do you dare to try once?"

She pursed her lips, thought for a moment, and said decisively, "Well, it's a big deal to become a drowned rat like you two just now-"

He bent down and picked her up and stepped on the stone pile again. Only this time, his movements are much more skilled than before. At this time, the camera lens also lost no time in aiming at them. He is careful at every step, trying to control his balance. When he carried her to the middle of the river, his strength was a little tired again. I stumbled twice in a row and almost fell into the water. But through hard work, he kept his balance.

All his colleagues cheered when he brought her safely to the other side. As if he had forgotten his fatigue, he excitedly held her around several times to celebrate. When he put her down, he found crystal tears in her eyes.

A year later, amid the sound of blessings, they entered the marriage hall. However, in the second year after their marriage, an unexpected thing shattered all their hopes for happiness.

There is a cancer in her * * *, which should be operated on immediately. After that, her left chest was removed. After the operation, the doctor told them that as long as she can survive for five years without recurrence, she will enter a stable period and eventually be cured. She received intensive chemotherapy for six months with amazing perseverance, and then received homeopathy and vegetarian therapy. He is with her every day, taking care of her and encouraging her.

Five years is a long and painful time, and they came together. Just like that time he carried her across the river, although he was in danger of falling into the river several times, he finally survived. When the doctor handed her the diagnosis certificate that the cancer cells had been completely eliminated, he and she burst into tears. A doctor sighed with emotion: "I have never seen a patient as strong as her after working for so many years."

She said with emotion, "He gave me all this."

On their seventh wedding anniversary, they came to love again in Guangxi, and it was this river that brought them together. She asked him to carry her across the river again, but he was silent. Because he was worried that if she accidentally fell into the water, she would catch cold. But she insisted that he come back.

After all, he couldn't beat her, so he had to carry her carefully. When she reached the other side safely, she cried excitedly. She said, "I love a man who always has the courage to carry me across the river." Even if I fall into the water together, I will not have any complaints. "

extreme

Every morning at 7 o'clock, Jeffrey, who lives in the suburbs of London, will show up at the ticket office on time and buy a ticket to downtown at 7 o'clock 15 and a return ticket at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, no matter it rains. In the past three years, Jeffery met the same conductor. Every time I see Jeffery, he will smile and book a plane ticket for him directly-although they never ask each other's names, they are as tacit as old friends.

In busy days, Jeffery often thinks, when can I have my own happiness? Finally, one day, the girl in Jeffery's dream really appeared on a foggy morning. Jeffery's heart beat faster when the girl with long red hair shawl walked through the fog and came to the waiting table. She smiled gently at Jeffrey on the bench, and then gently sat down on the empty seat next to him. Jeffery was afraid to strike up a conversation with her. He didn't even dare to turn around a little to admire her big eyes with long eyelashes. He sat nervously in his seat.

At this moment, the notice that the train was late suddenly came out on the radio. For Jeffrey, this means being late, but he is not annoyed, but secretly glad that he can stay with the girl for a while.

Soon, the girl frowned slightly, immediately closed her eyes and dozed off. Not many people came by train on this foggy morning. Jeffery vaguely saw the familiar conductor sitting around the ticket booth, as if looking in this direction-perhaps the red coat of the girl next to him was too dazzling in the thick white morning fog.

At this time, an exciting thing happened to Jeffery. The girl was so tired that she fell asleep. Her head slowly rested on Jeffery's shoulder, and her hair brushed his face, sending a little fragrance to his nose. Jeffrey felt itchy in his heart. He was happy and at a loss at that time. He gently leaned his head against the girl's head and felt her quiet breathing. As time went on, Jeffery tried to move his shoulder, but he endured the pain for fear of waking her. His heart is full of warmth, and how he wishes to keep this lovely girl by his side forever! ,

The fog gradually dispersed, and Jeffrey's eyes fell to the ticket office not far away again. The conductor seems to be looking at their destiny takes a hand couple and smiling meaningfully. An hour later, the whistle of the train awakened the girl's dream. She opened her eyes, adjusted her disheveled long hair in a panic, and smiled shyly at Jeffrey apologetically. Jeffrey smiled, too ...

Jeffery wants to talk to the girl and leave her contact information. However, the seats after they got on the bus were far away, and he only had time to know that the girl's name was Scindia.

From that day on, Jeffrey suffered from lovesickness. Every morning, he arrives at the station early, hoping to find the girl in the crowd. At night, he is always reluctant to get on the bus at once, for fear that the girl will slip away from his nose. For several Sundays, he even waited on the platform from morning till night and refused to leave. Every time he sees the girl with long hair shawl and red coat, he is very excited-but that's not Scindia.

In this boring, hopeful and disappointed day, only the man at the ticket office often smiles at him, which makes him feel a little warm. Once, Jeffery even couldn't help going to the ticket office and asking him where Scindia was-maybe he would have an impression on that beautiful girl, maybe he knew when she usually took the bus, just as he knew his schedule. However, the answer he got was that girls don't often come by train.

Jeffery returned to his seat in frustration with the conductor's caring eyes. As the days passed, Scindia never appeared in Jeffery's sight again.

One morning, Jeffrey came outside the ticket booth as usual. The ticket seller smiled at him and played the ticket skillfully. When the man handed a ticket out of the window, he smiled apologetically and said, "This is a ticket to London. The 5 o'clock return train stopped today. How about 6 o'clock? "

Jeffrey shrugged, and it seems that he will be home an hour late. This time, the conductor didn't play the ticket directly, but took out a ready-made ticket and handed it to him.

In the evening, Jeffrey arrived at the railway station before 5 o'clock as usual. To his annoyance, the 5 o'clock train for the suburbs didn't stop. It arrived at the station on time in full view and left as usual. Jeffrey was very dissatisfied with the wrong notice from the railway company, but this slight unhappiness disappeared without a trace after an hour's work.

When Jeffrey found his seat according to the seat number of the ticket, his eyes widened instantly-it was Scindia! She still wears the last red coat and has long hair! Scindia obviously saw him, too, with a little surprise in his eyes. Under her gentle gaze, Jeffrey sat down beside her again. ...

This time, Jeffery was lucky enough to get Scindia's phone number and learned it. She works in the suburbs and goes back and forth between the city and the suburbs every half month. He could see that the girl liked him too. He and Scindia walked out of the station side by side and put her in a taxi. When the car started, Cindy rolled down the window and asked him to leave his phone number. Jeffery was immediately immersed in an indescribable happiness.

When passing by the ticket office, Jeffery inadvertently looked up at the conductor sitting inside-the man was looking at him with a smile, which seemed to have special meaning. Jeffrey smiled at him politely, too. To his surprise, the man gave him a naughty thumbs-up sign. ...

Suddenly, Jeffery seemed to understand something-when the conductor bought a ticket in Scindia, he specially typed out the ticket next to her and left it to him!

On this moonlit night, Jeffery rang Scindia's phone, and the girl at the other end of the phone was very surprised. Because she heard a affectionate word-"I love you" ...

Tisso

/kloc-At the age of 0/8, Yu Pingbo, who was still studying at Peking University, got married at the behest of her parents. The bride Xu Baoxun is four years older than him. She is an old-fashioned lady with small feet. After the May 4th Movement, it became a trend to escape the old-style marriage. A charming young man like Yu Pingbo should have a vigorous love, but this old-fashioned marriage, which is not valued, will last a lifetime after they leave.

Fairy couple

Yu Pingbo is lucky. The road of marriage paved by his parents did not stop his happiness. Xu Baoxun is delicate, gentle and virtuous, with fine features and crisp and soft voice. Although her feet are small, she is a famous girl. She received a good family education since she was a child. She can write lyrics and sing Kunqu opera, especially.

After graduating from Peking University, Yu Pingbo rejected the bright future outside, returned to Hangzhou No.1 Normal University to teach, and lived with his wife and landscape in Lou Yu, a lonely mountain near the West Lake. The West Lake is beautiful and affectionate, with a pool of spring water, which shows how many romantic days. The couple listened to the rain and watched the clouds, admired the moon and cherished flowers, recited poems and lyrics, and entertained each other with songs and paintings. Yu Pingbo wrote it and Xu Baoxun copied it for him. She personally copied his first new collection of poems, Winter Night, twice. He studies and writes a dream of red mansions. She is his "red inkstone", adding fragrance to black tea and commenting in calligraphy. Only this book has established his generation as a "dream master".

In their spare time, the couple studied Qu Xue deeply. From an early age, Xu Baoxun invited famous teachers to learn to sing Kunqu opera. Her voice is melodious, and her songs "Garden" and "Mi Qing Si" are beautiful, moving and gentle. He is happy and satisfied with his versatile wife and this marriage. Influenced by Xu Baoxun's elegant Kunqu Opera, Yu Pingbo is also infatuated with Kunqu Opera. His voice is not pleasant to hear, even a little tone-deaf, which often makes his wife laugh. They also specially invited flute masters to compose music at home, Yu Pingbo wrote lyrics, and Xu Baoxun composed music according to Kunqu opera. She sings, he plays drums, and she is deeply in love, just like a fairy couple. Yu Pingbo once thought that I loved all women because I loved my wife. Yu Pingbo was the first because he loved his wife.

Stay in England for half a month

Yu Pingbo applied to study in England, but just after he left home, he began to miss his wife. The ship was sailing on the vast sea, and the sea breeze blew his thin clothes. He walked alone on the road of missing her, lonely and desolate.

Along the way, he kept writing poems and gave them to his wife: "Go with the wind and take pictures in the mirror." Shadows always depend on each other and can comfort you. There are few messages, and the rest is hard to stop. Last night people laughed, but today people are alone. "Miss like weeds, canopy, his heart is messy absinthe. On the side of the ship, the salty wind made it difficult for him to digest. He is used to the apricot blossom and spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the faint fragrance of her clothes and the hibiscus fragrance in her hair. The monotonous hamburger made it difficult for him to swallow. She cooked plum, braised pork and water shield soup in the West Lake, like a fresh poem. The drunken shrimp smoked with carved wine is delicious, warm and sweet. He misses the smell of roasted chestnuts in "Red in the Quiet Furnace", the flower curtains cut by her own hands, the green bonsai in the yard, and the ink-filled thread-bound book.

After staying in England for 13 days, he really couldn't stay any longer and decided to return to China at once. His "staying in Britain for half a month" is a joke, but he has no regrets. Yu Pingbo of anxious to return went home all the way and wrote poems and lyrics. He filled out a "Jade House Spring Rhyme Ring" and gave it to his wife: "Flowers and plants live with people and cannot be separated. Jiangnan people took a ferry, and the sea passengers returned to Ji Yun Road. Count your worries and hold hands at dusk in March. Today, I am quietly facing apricot flowers, and I will look at catkins that day. " He pinched his fingers and counted the days when he came back to her. After years of married life, he is still so inseparable that no one can understand him.

After returning home, I tasted Longjing tea brewed by her own hands, wore her starched clothes and went boating with her in the West Lake. I felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation and stability. She attracts him like a huge magnetic field, so that he can't leave for a moment. Later, I went to America once, went in spring and hurried back in summer. The apricot wine brewed by his wife is waiting for him to come back and taste it. For him, being with her is a beautiful thing in heaven and earth.

Mao Yan is very warm.

At that time, 70-year-old Yu Pingbo was sent to Henan ultra-leftwing. Xu Baoxun could not have gone, but after learning the news, she resolutely applied to be with her husband.

In cadre schools, his job is to grow vegetables and rub hemp ropes. They live in an earthen house less than 10 square meter. It used to be a barn, with mottled walls and dusty. They still read poems and newspapers, sing Kunqu opera, draw lanterns, occasionally play a game of chess and scrutinize a difficult bridge. "Negative wear see new sooner or later, Pisces dry and tender. Firewood and water are common, and autumn windows are all discussed. " In the narrow space filled with the smell of pig excrement and firewood, he sprouted many fresh and pleasant poems: "The eaves of the Mao family are extremely low and tiny, and they live in a farmhouse. The shadow of Xitang water, greedy to see the sun is easy to tilt. " In the long and cold winter, she turned everything into warmth and interest with her indifference, gentleness and purity.

1977101October 28th is their 60th wedding anniversary, which is called "diamond wedding" in the west and "reunion candle" in China. That night, they lit candles and decorated their new house as if they had just got married. In order to commemorate this rare marriage, Yu Pingbo spent a year carefully choosing words, and after several drafts, he wrote a seven-character long poem "The Song of Reunited Flowers and Candles": "The dog in white is touching, and the joys and sorrows are illusory. The feeling of loneliness tastes like entertainment, and when the window is full of the moon several times ... "

Together for more than 60 years, Yu Pingbo is very dependent on his wife in life and spirit. Old Xu Baoxun was hospitalized due to illness and separated from him for less than a month. Yu Pingbo wrote her 22 letters, which was more a whisper than a concern. He told his wife in the letter, "I can only write for you. Please store the original stationery. " The above description, as I wrote when I was young, is eighty years old.

One day, she left. It was the darkest and most helpless day of his life. Her death made Yu Pingbo, who was already in his twilight years, "panic, want to cry and can't stand". In the remaining years, he wrote more than twenty mourning poems for his wife. He became silent, stopped singing Kunqu opera, even refused to mention Kunqu opera, and stopped writing poems and inscriptions for people. He put her ashes in the bedroom, accompanied by morning and evening, day and night, like a beautiful memory, nourishing the dry days because of her departure. Even when he was seriously ill, he refused to leave the bedroom where his wife's ashes were stored. He personally wrote for her the inscription "Buried with Yu Pingbo in Deqing and Xu Baoxun in Hangzhou".

"All's well that ends well for lovers, it is better to be affectionate to the old." This is the 80th birthday couplet written by Zhang Yunhe to Xu Baoxun. Who says love takes a thousand turns? Who says love needs Qian Fan? Looking back suddenly, Yu Pingbo and Xu Baoxun, the gifted scholars and beautiful women in the old-fashioned marriage, turned into a touch of old moonlight in the melodious Kunqu opera.