The nice men are ugly.
好男人不帅。
　　　　
The handsome men are not nice.
帅男人不好。
　　　　
The handsome and nice men are gay.
又帅又好的男人是同性恋。
　　　　
The handsome, nice and heterosexual men are married.
又帅又好又不是同性恋的男人都结婚了。
　　　　
Men who are not so handsome but are nice men have no money.
不是很帅但是很好的男人却没有钱。
　　　　
The men who are not so handsome but are nice men with money think we are only after their money.
不是很帅但是又好又有钱的男人会认为我们看上的是他们的钱。
　　　　
The handsome men without money are after our money.
而没有钱但是很帅的男人看上的是我们的钱。
　　　　
The handsome men, who are not so nice and some what heterosexual don’t think we are beautiful enough.
不是很好但是很帅又是异性恋的男人却嫌我们不够漂亮。
　　　　
The men who think we are beautiful, that are heterosexual, somewhat nice and have money are cowards.
又好又有钱又是异性恋又觉得我们漂亮的男人却又没胆量。
　　　　
The men who are somewhat handsome, somewhat nice and have some money and thank God are heterosexual are shy and NEVER MAKE THE FIRST MOVE!
又好又帅又有点钱而且是个异性恋的男人偏偏害羞而且从不采取行动。
　　　　
The men who never make the first move, automatically lose interest on us when we take the initiative.
那些从不主动的男人一旦我们采取主动就对我们失去兴趣。
　　　　
NOW...WHO IN THE HELL UNDERSTaNDS MEN?
现在。。。。。。到底有谁了解男人这东西？　

对女人而言，爱字大过天。小说中也是喜欢将有情人终成眷属的列为喜剧，而被逼着嫁给张三李四的就一定写的她欲求不得，凄苦一生。爱我的人和我爱的人为什么总不能是同一人，这二者往往折磨得女人好深。可是女人嫁给自己爱的人就真的皆大欢喜了吗？ 


　　朋友相处了8年的男友因家庭的关系定居瑞士，一个是想回回不来，一个是想过过不去，眼看着大好的情缘从此天各一方，生死茫茫。 

　　分手后朋友接受了家里安排的相亲，那人眉目还算周正，工作也挺稳定，脾气倒是极好，于是朋友很快地便与之结婚生子，过起平静的生活。 

　　瑞士的男友到底不死心，千里迢迢地追到国内来，原以为8年的感情是任谁都不能说放下就放下的，所以我想她这次一定会义无返顾地跟着走。可是不想两人见了，她却极平静地摇摇头，拒绝了他。她和丈夫像好朋友一样招待了前男友两天，并送他上了飞机。 

　　望着那位飞越了大半个地球赶回来，又要孤苦伶仃飞越大半个地球赶回去的GG，我也蒙了。这样的人不爱，她还想怎么样。 

　　那GG进安检时，看得出朋友的眼睛里有泪光在闪，可见她也不是铁石心肠。直到飞机起飞了，她才悄悄地告诉我，对男人来说，得不到的一定是最好的，所以我要让他在心里放我一辈子。 

　　原来嫁一个自己爱的人，竟是需要如此巨大的勇气。 

　　另一个故事。直到现在我还是这样说，良是任何女人见了都会流口水的男人，当然也包括我。 

　　只是因为他小我四岁，所以双方的家长死活不同意。即便我们爱得激烈，也不得不分开。因为我们都知道，不受家人祝福的婚姻，任如何坚持都是不会幸福的。 

　　分手的时候，我泪眼婆娑地向他提出最后的恳求，恳求他无论今后走到什么地方，都要一年来见上我一面。他承诺，尽力为之。其实我当初会这么说也是因为心里真的不舍得，要是他不来，我又能找什么借口相见。时间到底是最优秀的魔术师，能改变一切。 

　　北京，杭州，威海……几年来良在全国各地乱转，但却一直坚定地履行着对我的承诺。哪怕我们各自有了新的爱人，哪怕我们各自结了婚。 

　　每年我们会抽出一天的时间到各自之外的城市小聚。吃吃饭，喝喝茶，聊一聊彼此工作和生活上的小小不快，有了兴致的话还可以去看看无限美丽的夕阳，一年一年，我们就是这样单纯美好地履行着彼此三百六十五分之一的承诺。 

　　有时候也在想，如果现在我们还在一起会是怎样，想必即使是我和良这般骄傲的人，也是会如同所有的柴米夫妻一样，会争吵会伤害，会被岁月磨平了心中所有的激情，变得了无生趣，相看两厌。可是我们没有在一起，好在我们没有在一起，我们才能一直视对方为最好的知己，才能面对着每一次的相聚，显得温情脉脉，格外珍惜。 

　　还是把最爱的男人放到记忆里吧！

1.真正爱你的男人，一下子说不出真正爱你的理由，只知道自己顾不上注意别人。

　　　　２．真正爱你的男人，其实总惹你生气，你却发觉不了他到底做错了什么。

　　　　３．真正爱你的男人，很少当面赞美你，可是心里肯定你是他最棒的。

　　　　４．真正爱你的男人，会在你忘记回复他短信时狠狠地说你一顿。

　　　　５．真正爱你的男人，只可能在你一个人的面前流眼泪，当你触摸到他时，也触摸到了那颗只为你跳动的心。
　
　　　　６．真正爱你的男人，会默默地记住你不经意说过的话，在某时某刻重复它们。

　　　　７．真正爱你的男人，不会轻易做出承诺，因为他想让自己成为你心中说话最算话的男子汉，只想给你最可*最安全的幸福。
　
　　　　８．真正爱你的男人，总告诉你不要胡思乱想，因为其实他在为你们谋划着最美丽真实的未来。同时让你无忧无虑地等待他要给你的惊喜。
　
　　　　９．真正爱你的男人，可能不像你一样清楚地记得某些纪念日，他觉得爱你是每时每刻的，并不是*这几天简单的日子。

　　　　１０．真正爱你的男人，不会轻易对你当面说“我爱你”，因为他为你做过的每件事都已经这么说了。除非在非常时刻，为了不让你无端地误解他。
　
　　　　１１．真正爱你的男人，总觉得有些话只说一遍就够了，因为你已经了解他的心。说得多了，他会觉得不珍贵。
　
　　　　１２．真正爱你的男人，如果他去机场接你，不会像你期望的那样捧着玫瑰大声叫“亲爱的”，只是自然地提过你的行李，然后想用眼睛抱紧你似的心疼地说，怎么瘦得像豆芽菜了？

　　　　１３．真正爱你的男人，当你发脾气时，只会不做声地听你把火发完，然后慢慢地说，你明天有课吗？早点睡吧。

　　　　１４．真正爱你的男人，不懂当你生气挂掉电话后应该立即打来，过了若干小时后会发条短信问你消气了没有？如果你质问他为何这么久才打来，他会理直气壮的说，你生气时我的解释一定没有用，等你的火消了，我的解释才有效果。

　　　　１５．真正爱你的男人，总是叫你小姑娘，可是每次他做什么重大的决定，却总想先听听你的建议。

　　　　１６．真正爱你的男人，不喜欢玩具小毛熊，却一直把你送他的小熊放在床头。
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　　　　１７．真正爱你的男人，当和你发生争执时，总是控制不了地先妥协，先承认“我错了”，过后发来短信以“神经病”开头，以“宝贝”结尾。事实上你也清楚，这次是你有点无理取闹。
　
　　　　１８．真正爱你的男人，很想很想你时，也会买玫瑰送你，傻傻地等着你，却不知道自己捧的是月季。没关系，他的心里送的是玫瑰。
　
　　　　１９．真正爱你的男人，嘴巴都不甜，但是他的吻能传递他所有的热情。

　　　　２０．真正爱你的男人，当听到你对他讲很“酸”的话时，他反而会装得很正经，其实心里很甜很甜。
　
　　　　２１．真正爱你的男人，如果不能经常见到你，他会让自己忙碌起来，为了不去想你，因为他知道一想你将会一发不可收拾

鱼对水说：你看不见我的眼泪，因为我在水中。

　　水对鱼说；我能感觉到你的眼泪，因为你在我心中。

　　我不是鱼，你也不是水。你能看见我寂寞的眼泪吗？

　　鱼对水说：我永远不会离开你，因为离开你，我无法生存。

　　水对鱼说：我知道，可是如果你的心不在呢？

　　我不是鱼，你也不是水。我不离开你是因为我爱你。

　　可是，你的心里有我吗？

　　鱼对水说：我很寂寞，因为我只能待在水中。

　　水对鱼说：我知道，因为我的心里装着你的寂寞。

　　我不是鱼，你也不是水。我寂寞是因为我思念你。

　　可是，远方的你能感受到吗？

　　鱼对水说：如果没有鱼，那水里还会剩下什么？

　　水对鱼说：如果没有你，那又怎么会有我？

　　我不是鱼，你也不是水。没有你的爱，我依然会好好的活。

　　可是，好好的活并不代表我可以把你忘记。

　　鱼对水说：一辈子不能出去看看外面的世界，是我最大的遗憾。

　　水对鱼说：一辈子不能打消你的这个念头，是我最大的失败。

　　我不是鱼，你也不是水。现在的我只想要一个一辈子的承诺。

　　可是，你负担得起吗？

　　鱼对水说：在你的一生中，我是第几条鱼？

　　水对鱼说：你不是在水中的第一条鱼，但却是在我心中的第一条。

　　我不是鱼，你也不是水。我们都不是彼此生命中的第一个，

　　可是，你知道吗？你却是我第一个想嫁的人。

　　鱼对水说：你相信一见钟情吗？

　　水对鱼说：当我意识到你是鱼的那一刻，就知道你会游到我的心里。

　　我不是鱼，你也不是水。我以为我对你的爱不会长久，因为那是一见钟情。

　　可是，我错了，感情如酒，越封越浓越长久。

　　鱼对水说：为什么每次都是我问你答？

　　水对鱼说：因为我喜欢在问答中让你了解我的心。

　　我不是鱼，你也不是水。为什么你总是让我等待？

　　难道你不知道，等待=失去信心=放弃。

　　如果我是鱼，而你是水，那该多好！水永远都知道鱼的想法，因为鱼在水心里。

　　但是我不是鱼，你也不是水。你永远都不知道我的爱，

　　因为我也许根本就不在你的心里。  

 人世间有太多的事情不能够二者兼得，越是想得到的，往往越得不到；越是想给予别人的，却又往往正是自己所需要的。人世间也有许许多多的事情和想法不能理解，也无法解释，我做人虽然很简单，但却也有自己的想法和原则，而人类也正因为有各自的原则，所以往往会因此失去很多，所以，我失去了许多……

    但别以为我什么都不在乎，其实，我只是不想去计较太多；别以为我什么都不在乎，其实，我只是不想把自己说得很可怜和可悲；别以为我什么都不在乎，其实，我只是比较会懂得隐藏……

我不知道我怎么了，伤人的同时我也很痛，但我却不敢再象以前那样向你诉说、撒娇。这种感觉对我来说越来越陌生，我开始不喜欢这种感觉，可是莫名的心情总让我不快，我不知道是什么在我们之间，不知道我们还能走多远，问自己到底在干什么，我不知道，我不知道，问这些天又想了些什么，还是不知道……爱能让人快乐，爱也能让人憔悴，……

 

 

 

I can neither clearly remember when I met him for the first time nor clearly remember when I started to love him. But I know I do love him, deeply, with all my heart, and out of my control.

I had experienced some unhappiness during the summer vacation before I became a freshman in an unsatisfactory college. At that time, I was drowned in a depressed state without mood to do anything. I had no intention to pursue any romantic relationship, but I fell in love with him suddenly, unawarely, and out of my control.

He was the chairman of the poem society while I was a director of one branch. It was a youthful, passionate, and enthusiastic time. A group of juvenile people gathered to discuss the poem society‘s past and future. I was so happy that I devoted my whole heart to the society. I was delighted to be one of the group, and he was the most impressing one. It seemed that he also impressed on me very much. He lived in the eastern area of campus while I was in the western area. He often asked me to treat him once he came to the western area. We often played jokes each other.

Undoubtedly, we were happy when we got together. But at that time I just adored him without any romantic feelings.

A turning point came up when one night I had a dream, in which he asked me to be his girlfriend. After I woke up the next morning, the dream was so clear that I almost believed it had happened in the real world. Afterwards, I could not stop thinking of him. In other words, I became interested in him, who is full of stories and experiences. His parents got divorced when he was two years old, and he spent his childhood with his grandfather and grand grandmother. When he was ten years old, he moved to his mother‘s family, with a stepfather, two half-sisters and a half-brother, so I thought he had some self-pity. He was good at writing and could always skillfully write his experiences in his works. In reality, he was a humorous boy always with a fascinating smile. He never told us his sad feelings and unhappy experiences. In contrast, the stories in his writings were full of sorrows which shocked me deeply, so he was just like a puzzle to me. I pitied him so much that I felt sad for his sorrows. I could not control my feeling and curiosity, so I was eager to walk into his world and know more about him. What‘s more, I was eager to let him know more about me. Therefore, I got his QQ number from one of his old friends and began a cyber chat without giving my true name, but I told him my true feeling and my true life. I even hoped he could guess my true identity, thus I could make a judgment whether he cared about me. I was disappointed that he had no idea of who I was. During those days, it seemed that he liked talking with "HER". He often left messages to "HER" even when I wasn‘t online. However, I began to be self-condemned. My conscience told me it‘s unfair for him because I knew who he was in the reality but he knew nothing about me. Finally, I told him everything in the summer vacation. At first he was very angry, but later on he forgave me.

I didn‘t know whether something went wrong or we had changed. I found we lost happiness when we got together. I was sure I loved him so much but I tried every effort to hold back my feeling. I was afraid that he felt my feeling, and I even began self-deceit that I just appreciated him not for love but for friendship. I fought with myself, torturing my true feeling with sensibility, but it did exist with enormous power, and perhaps this’ s the very reason I succumbed to illness for a long time. When the long painful term passed, I decided to escape, escaping from his world. I left the poem society and decided to live my peaceful life. I believed time would be the painkiller. I hoped I would forget him as time elapsed. I wasn‘t confident enough to tell him my love and my pain, and I even thought my love was a mistake. To tell the truth, it was difficult for me to face him peacefully and treat him as a good friend. The only way to save myself is to escape from his world. A peaceful term of life came to an end, and I thought I could be his friend from then on, so I often went to his dormitory during the second summer vacation. Unfortunately, he was very indifferent, ignored my existence and never talked with me. Although I still kept a very peaceful appearance, chatting and laughing with another friend in his dormitory during the summer vacation, his attitude greatly saddened me, and the torrent was running in my heart. I told myself “I don’t care” again and again, but it came to no use at all, especially when I recalled the past. I didn‘t think he care me even if as a friend, which resulted in a cold feeling within my heart.

Our conflict eventually broke out on one night during the National Day. Selina, one of my old friends as well as his friend on Internet, came to see me from Shen Zhen. As I mentioned above, my heart was frozen with sadness. Without telling him, I asked junior brothers with me to pick up my good friend at 1 o’clock late in the night. We were so happy together that we almost forgot others in the world and sent no message to him during the first two days. On the third afternoon, he and another friend sent me a message and invited us to move around the city. When we were about to have dinner, I came across the junior brothers who accompanied us on the night when Selina arrived. I was so happy to see them and enthusiastically invited them to dinner. After they took their seats, he seemed to get a little angry. He unhappily stood on his feet and went to another table without any explanation. I was confused and didn’t know what wrong I had done just now. At first, I thought maybe it’s impolite for him that I invited some strangers without his agreement, so I went to pay the bill. But he looked very unhappy, kept silent, and ignored everybody during the whole night. I was very angry at his behavior and satire him deliberately with a cold tone. He later sent me a shocking e-mail, because I really hadn‘t meant that. He told me that he was very unhappy just because we sent him no message about my friend’s arrival. It had nothing to do with my invitation of strangers, and he was broken-hearted for what I had said to him that night. I didn’t know how to explain and dissolve the misunderstanding and had to let it be. But even in this e-mail I could not make sure whether he cared me or not because he wrote in such an obscure way.

I would never forget the moment when I was broken-hearted. A junior brother asked me whether he‘s always tired of talking with me, then the junior bother went on, "Do you know why?" I shook my head. "Because he thinks you’re self-arrogant." These words made everything before my eyes fall apart. I tried my best to calm myself down and asked, "How do you know that?” The junior brother explained that maybe the comment didn‘t come directly from his words but indirectly from others‘ summary of his words. At that time I felt my heart was torn into small pieces, and I resolutely decided to delete his name from my good friend list forever.

Time passed, but those joys and sorrows were still alive on my mind. I was not such a mindless girl who believed everything from other’s words. In fact, I didn’t believe what the junior brother had told me after I thought them over. But I still found it was difficult for me to be kind and friendly to him. Once I saw him, those words haunted around my ear and hurt me deeply. I couldn‘t even force myself to nod and greet him with a cheerful and warm smile. They at least reflected other’s opinions about what he thought of me, and this was what I cared about.

Now he has a girl friend and seems to live a happy life, but I think I still love him as before, because a pain does exist vividly and deeply in my heart anytime when I think of him, and he will be an inerasable pain deeply in my heart all my life.

This is my love, which never happened but will live in my heart forever.