英文愛情故事小短文

　　文學的愛情主題,是一個永遠開採不盡的審美礦區,正像愛情是一個永無終結的話題一樣，下面這些是小編為大家推薦的幾篇英文愛情故事小短文

　　：Are you waiting for me?

　　The girl is very beautiful and very cute. Adolescent boys, well, I like her, like dead heart! But, he didn't dare to say to the girl! In order to see more girls, boys can only be on the way from school, at a crossroads for cycling, hiding in the side, quietly waiting for the arrival of the girl.

　　Across the intersection of the air, also can't remember, how many times I have been the boy's drumming heartbeat drive. Near the car of the old man, also to keep shake head, sighing young boy, and the heart of blurred.

　　But one day, the girl in the corner, suddenly stopped. She cheerfully came to the boy, asked softly: "are you waiting for me?"

　　Instantly, the boy's heart is warm. That afternoon, he and his girl, riding a bicycle, side by side to walk a long good long way, said a lot of words...

　　The boy and girl, never be together. But a growing boy, but the heart remember that girl, and be good girl, has been moved.

　　Someone like you, it is your blessing. If you know he likes you, waiting for you, might as well offer, to speak out love and not love. Even if you don't like him, also it doesn't matter. In the face of love, you teach him to learn to let go, tell him to wait for another person, this is love to each other due to the feedback.

　　The boundless huge crowd meet, don't silence, don't escape, more don't disregard, let us ask gently: "are you waiting for me?"

　　：Time left to life

　　His eyes, eyebrows, lips, and sound... All of his. Even that some broken shoes - he is the boys of class, with delicate facial feature and very sweet voice.

　　But he had to go, want to go to the army, he wanted to fly.

　　I can't deliberately pretend to go to the toilet round to his class went to see him, can no longer behind his bicycle... Heard the news, I ran to the outside of poplar in burst into tears.

　　The sun is bright, hot, dry, cicadas in the air. In the hole and nothingness. I skipped school, decided to visit him.

　　He is in a small town far away. But I still decided to go to.

　　It is a bold and aggressive decision. He doesn't know me, we didn't say half sentence.

　　In on my bicycle. I am on the way to the strange town.

　　Is really strange. All dirt, boiling up soil dives into my face, and sweat. Just rained by exposure to the sun, the dust has indescribable smell, I like the taste, like to go to see a person's feeling.

　　Bicycle is broken, a chains will be off, I hang chain while humming a song of songs, hum of what is not important, important is I have a light fragrance of the heart, with a stimulus and joy.

　　I this is to see oneself to like a person!

　　The sun is very poisonous, my skin was burnt by the hot, I'm thirsty, but didn't sell water, I only ride, only go forward.

　　I think, I almost heatstroke. Throat smoke, more hot, white shirt quick became black, with a mixed dust and sweat on the clothes.

　　Shoes also is full of soil, but my heart is happy, again afraid, and trembling, saw what he says, he said I like? No, I won't say! I only see his one eye is enough, just looking at it. Just a glance!

　　Midway I also lost, went to another town. Ask again for you to find, to his home, it's getting late.

　　I stood at his doorstep, cold feet.

　　Quietly into the yard. See the back of a teenager.

　　In the mind blast.

　　But, not him.

　　Fat some, shorter than him, he looked back and you seek? He asked me.

　　...... I said, I find... I carefully say his name.

　　My brother went to grandma's house.

　　I suddenly feel aching, like breaking down, I just smiled, then rushed out, I ran quickly, on the bike ran crazily, like what's behind the people after me.

　　Who are you? Who are you? Shouted his brother in the back.

　　Who am I important? This is important? I can't say who I am, I only know that I came to see him, he is not, he is not!

　　I don't know how long I cried, cry while riding. The wind came, and with my tears, east west, on the face, dirty, chaotic, my heart, very sad.

　　The bicycle tire, I pushed it under the stars, step by step walk back.

　　In the middle of the night, I came back home, drink a lot of cold water. Down on the bed, can't move anymore.

　　Then I have a fever, ill a few days. I'm good, he went away.

　　Then later, I didn't tell him. His wife and son, I marry a woman, we live a life of their respective. He did not know, there is a girl, the summer at the age of 17. Once in an afternoon, on his way to see him. I think that some things, some love, just one thing, with him.

　　But I remember that time in the afternoon. Remember those passing tree, remember the fierce sunshine, the sunshine of sweat, I'll sing out of tune tune, remember your face blush. But, life is really long. Life is so short, short to I remember this scene, as if yesterday.

　　：At the time of delicious to meet you

　　I am 17 years old study into city one. When friends by mobile phone chat conveniently, I'm reading a book. When his friends heard what clothes on sale in the shop and mad dash cried when I was in the reading. My friends say I'm a jerk, now what age, still holding the dead book you read it, but my understanding is that what age do, now my task is to study.

　　When fresh met with him, if you are not my life maybe that's settled, just...

　　How to describe the new headteacher LuoYuanHong? He has a handsome face, together with Renaissance, articulate, his lesson is deeply intoxicated. First month's poll, he with the highest score has become the focus of all people.

　　At that time, his language lesson has become our biggest expectation, he hasn't come in, is very quiet in the classroom, and I always rub the platform and chairs neatly, to leave a good impression on him.

　　He said his biggest hobby is playing basketball, and so, after class, as long as see him in the playground, the girl in the class will rush to run to, clumsy and stood on the sidelines, shuddering. I also was standing by, the line of sight all fell on him, he each into a ball, I will be happy for.

　　Friends say, you are all in the like of the poison. I retorted, that you're not in order to be in his class and mobilize all your relations. The age of seventeen, puppy love is bud blossom, to dream of love in my heart already.

　　People have been to his house, said his house spotless, in fact that's true, he is a man who love to clean, he is wearing jeans, forever as white as a white snow in winter. In order to get his attention, I began to learn to dress up, start on each big stores, a friend said taobao clothes is cheap, I bought three at a stretch. I began to draw a light make-up, wearing fashionable dress. That, in the street I am across from his eyes, he didn't recognize. Or am I active dozen hello: "Locke teacher, don't you know me?" O, I transfer, henceforth. He hurriedly escape from my tender feelings sweet meaning, but I laugh.

　　Don't know who to get his birthday, the weekend afternoon, we are a large group of people with a cake and food appeared in his eyes, he was surprised and said: "you how so well-informed?" And then laugh.

　　The students are playing CARDS, I cook in the kitchen, he said will come to help me. Of course I have. He and I, only have 3 cm distance, the breath of a male hangs over me, my heart very badly, but is full of happiness in his eyes. At that moment, I feel like a sunflower xiangyang, body is full of the smell of sunshine, stick and he is my little solar.

　　Suddenly a girl came in: "Locke teacher, and you can teach me cooking?" Said, and also not approved by me, just squeeze in front of me, so I angrily away, the in the mind is the girl hate this very much.

　　Because of him, I can run on the street, to just buy a he likes watching basketball magazine; Because of him, I can run to a continuous January let I hate classmates home, free to make up a missed lesson, because he only said: you want to mutual support.

　　For me when I was a dream of youth smug, "bad luck" had come. The misty rain in the morning, I just came out from the magazine store buying magazines, sight suddenly out a pair of lovers, is a girl, LuoYuanHong and arm in arm, close.

　　Go to the front of my eyes, he looked a little surprised. He want to and I say "hello", the magazine of my hands, "pa" a cry, fell to the ground. I cry to run, although I had got wind of his love, although I also know that I so love, not results.

　　I had a bad illness, he came to the hospital to see me, but I turned away in discontentedly. Shortly after the mid-term examination, I unexpectedly have slipped a dozen, such as a result, gave me hope parents naturally can not accept, they repeatedly asked me why, I just cry, tender voice, I has to meet stinging pain.

　　Soon after, he was gone, my classmates all went to send him, but I pretended to easily read a book in the classroom, when the car horn sounded, and I can bear, fly after ran to the mountains, like looking at the car moved away, I suddenly felt something disintegrating in the body, then I had collapsed, all broken into pieces in the hot sun...

　　I met you in delicious. You know what? LuoYuanHong, I love you...