愛情英文抒情散文

　　愛情的歡樂雖然是甜美無比，但只有在光榮與美德存在的地方才能生存。下面是小編給大家帶來的，供大家欣賞。

　　：WHATEVER LOVE MEANS

　　Although neither or them remembered the occasion, Diana first met her future husband when she was just a baby. It happened during the winter of 1961, when twelve-year-old Charles, Prince of Wales, was visiting his mother’s Sandringham retreat.

　　At the time, your Prince Charles barely glanced at the tiny baby sleeping in her cot. After all, bow could a twelve-year-old boy be interested in babies?

　　But the Prince would eventually take a very keen interest in this particular baby —it would just take some time.

　　In fact, it would be sixteen years before Prince Charles and Lady Diana Spencer took place in the middle of a farmer’s field during a shooting party in November 1977.

　　It was a cold, rainy, bleak afternoon when sixteen-year-old Diana, dressed in a borrowed parka that was too large for her, boots, and blue jeans, crossed the field to meet the heir to the British throne.

　　It was almost twilight when the two came face to face near Nobottle Woods.

　　“What a sad man,” Diana thought when she first saw him. The future Princess was intrigued to finally meet the most eligible bachelor in England, thought she was not impressed with his five-foot-ten-inch height, thinking to herself that she would tower over him in high heels. But Diana would later say that she admired his beautiful blue eyes.

　　The Prince later remarked that he thought Diana was “a very jolly and attractive” girl, “full of fun,” though Diana herself believed that “he barely noticed me at all.”

　　Diana, it was discovered later, first came to the attention of the royal family when she acted as a bridesmaid for her sister Jane’s wedding that April. It was the first major social occasion that Diana attended as a young woman. And many of the royals were surprised at how beautiful and mature the once-gawky girl had become.

　　Even the Queen Mother. Prince Charles’s grandmother, noticed Diana’s beauty, grace, and charm. She complimented the Earl on the fine job he had done in bringing Diana up.

　　A short time later, Prince Charles sent his valet to hand-deliver a formal invitation for Diana to accompany him that very evening to the opera and a latenight dinner at the palace.

　　Though she was flustered, and the invitation came at such short notice, Diana accepted. She and her roommate, Carolyn Bartholomew, hurried to dress and prepare Diana for her big date. The evening was a success, and an invitation to party on the royal yacht came soon after……

　　Although she was intimidated by the crowd at Balmoral, Diana was wise enough not to stay in the castle itself . She asked for, and was granted, an invitation to stay with her sister Jane and her young husband at their cottage on the Balmoral estate.

　　The Prince visited Diana there every day, offering to escort her to a barbecue, or extending an invitation for a long walk in the woods.

　　When Charles went to Switzerland for a ski vacation, Diana missed him terribly. He called her after a day or two, and told Diana he had something important to ask her.

　　He arrived home on February, 3, 1981.Three days later, he arranged to see Diana at Windsor Castle. Late that evening, while Prince Charles was showing Diana the nursery, he asked her to marry him.

　　To his surprise, Diana treated his proposal as a joke, She actually giggled. But soon she could see that Prince Charles was serious. Despite an insistent voice inside her head that told her she would never be Queen, she accepted his proposal.

　　Diana told Prince Charles over and over that she loved him.

　　“Whatever love means.” Was his reply.

　　：Truth of love

　　Some say that love"s a little boy，And some say it"s a bird，Some say it makes the world go round，And some say it makes that"s absurd，And when I asked the man next-door，Who looked as if he knew，His wife got very cross indeed，And said it wouldn"t do.

　　Does it look like a pair of pyjamas Or the ham in a temperance hotel Does its odor remind one of llamas Or has it a comforting smell?

　　Is it quickly to touch as a hedge is，Or soft as eiderdown fluff?

　　is it sharp or quite smooth at the edges?

　　Oh tell me the truth about love.

　　When it comes，will it come without warning Just as I"m picking my nose?

　　Will its knock on my door in he morning，Or tread in he bus on my toes?

　　Will it come like a change in the weather Will its greeting be courteous or rough?

　　Will it alter my life altogether?

　　Oh tell me the truth about love

　　：Love Is Just a Thread

　　Sometimes I really doubt whether there is love between my parents. Every day they are very busy trying to earn money in order to pay the high tuition for my brother and me. 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 luxurious for them to say. Sending flowers to each other on Valentine's Day is even more out of the question. Finally my father has a bad temper. When he's very tired from the hard work, it is easy for him to lose his temper.

　　One day, my mother was sewing a quilt. I silently sat down beside her and looked at her.

　　"Mom, I have a question to ask you,"I said after a while.

　　"What?"she replied, still doing her work.

　　"Is there love between you and Dad?"I asked her in a very low voice.

　　My mother stopped her work and raised her head with surprise in her eyes. She didn't answer immediately. Then she bowed her head and continued to sew the quilt.

　　I was very worried because I thought I had hurt her. 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:

　　"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."

　　I listened carefully but I couldn't understand her until the next spring. At that time, my father suddenly got sick seriously. My mother had to stay with him in the hospital for a month. When they returned from the hospital, they both looked very pale. It seemed both of them had had a serious illness.

　　After they were back, every day in the morning and dusk, my mother helped my father walk slowly on the country road. My father had never been so gentle. It seemed they were the most harmonious couple. Along the country road, there were many beautiful flowers, green grass and trees. The sun gently glistened through the leaves. All of these made up the most beautiful picture in the world.

　　The doctor had said my father would recover in two months. But after two months he still couldn't walk by himself. All of us were worried about him.

　　"Dad, how are you feeling now?"I asked him one day.

　　"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.

　　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..