东东家的姐姐 - 友情支持

昨晚看So you think you can dance,Eliana Girard/Alex Wong演绎的Without You, 整个人呆在那里,好半天才缓过神来,被那份情真意切击打得体无完肤!当时就想起身写下来点什么,无奈夜已深,如果你在身边,也一定不会让我从被窝里爬起来。秋天已经临近,都需要披睡袍了,不是吗?

今天上班一直在google上盯着,盼着这个舞蹈的视频贴出来。早上还只有一张图片,直到傍晚才更新成了视频。

Eliana and Alex Wong, contemporary by Travis Wall – Outstanding, a match made in heaven. Poetry in motion. Judges on their feet. Nigel called Eliana his favourite on the show of all time.
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yg2Utuz-Uc0&feature=player_embedded[/media]

写点什么呢?
刚看了,舞蹈开头很震撼
 
Such a beautiful song! Powerful and unforgettable! It actually gives me shivers up and down my spine!

My man is so close but yet so far away…I cannot see him, cannot talk to him, cannot reach him. It kills me right inside every single moment when I realize that he’s forever gone. He brought so much light into my life and I truly really find it extremely hard to let him go. Yet I have to…

[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J8vZUqxlW88[/media]
 
Such a beautiful song! Powerful and unforgettable! It actually gives me shivers up and down my spine!

My man is so close but yet so far away…I cannot see him, cannot talk to him, cannot reach him. It kills me right inside every single moment when I realize that he’s forever gone. He brought so much light into my life and I truly really find it extremely hard to let him go. Yet I have to…

[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J8vZUqxlW88[/media]

Donot have to be so sad, maybe let him go is what it takes to get him back. ^_^
 
Donot have to be so sad, maybe let him go is what it takes to get him back. ^_^

好吧,就顺你的思路,把英文小说结了,也算有始有终 :blowzy:;)
学这里名牌大佬们惯常的写作手法,此间省略10段,必须地 :D
 
A few years later.

He sat by the window. Rubbed at the stubble he’d allowed to grow on his chin, his cheeks. He ran a hand through his hair, let out a small sigh. For so many years, he couldn’t get her face out of his mind, reeling with a thousand thoughts about her.

She had survived long gone love. Could not argue away the impossible hope she had been hanging on to since he left. Being alone ensured her the dignity of privacy with her grief. Staying with him every moment was so stunning beautiful. She couldn’t pull herself out of wherever her mind was, with him. God, she was tired. Sighing, to dream, she let her body sink into the bed. The sheets soft against her skin. It’s just one of those lonely nights she had gone through.

He stood up, grabbed the keys. Outside, the sun was just coming through the cloud cover, casting soft golden light on the road. The fresh air cooled on his face as he made his way to his car. He knew the route by heart.

He pulled up in front of her place, nothing had changed. Same trees, same flowers. His heart beat in anticipation.

She froze in front of him.

His lips parted, but he didn’t say anything as she threw herself into his arms and explored him with her fingertips. For what he had done. For what he would be to her. For what he was already. She blinked the tears from her eyes, and truly saw him for the first time.
 
A few years later.

He sat by the window. Rubbed at the stubble he’d allowed to grow on his chin, his cheeks. He ran a hand through his hair, let out a small sigh. For so many years, he couldn’t get her face out of his mind, reeling with a thousand thoughts about her.

She had survived long gone love. Could not argue away the impossible hope she had been hanging on to since he left. Being alone ensured her the dignity of privacy with her grief. Staying with him every moment was so stunning beautiful. She couldn’t pull herself out of wherever her mind was, with him. God, she was tired. Sighing, to dream, she let her body sink into the bed. The sheets soft against her skin. It’s just one of those lonely nights she had gone through.

He stood up, grabbed the keys. Outside, the sun was just coming through the cloud cover, casting soft golden light on the road. The fresh air cooled on his face as he made his way to his car. He knew the route by heart.

He pulled up in front of her place, nothing had changed. Same trees, same flowers. His heart beat in anticipation.

She froze in front of him.

His lips parted, but he didn’t say anything as she threw herself into his arms and explored him with her fingertips. For what he had done. For what he would be to her. For what he was already. She blinked the tears from her eyes, and truly saw him for the first time.

这英文太牛了,像是在读 《the Notebook》那本书的感觉。
 
When it comes to love, is being together a beginning or an end? Maybe they live happily after, or maybe they realize, for all these years, being apart is actually what keeps them together.
 
When it comes to love, is being together a beginning or an end? Maybe they live happily after, or maybe they realize, for all these years, being apart is actually what keeps them together.

说得有道理,距离产生美
不过在一起就一定会美好的一起生活下去了吗?有时在一起还不如不在一起。
 
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