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He went home and from then on; he went to that store every day and bought a CD; and she wrapped1 it for him。 He took the CD home and put it in his closet。 He was still too shy to ask her out and he really wanted to but he couldn’t。 His mother found out about this and told him to just ask her。 So the next day; he took all his courage and went to the store as usual。 He bought a CD like he did every day and once again she went to the back of the store and came back with it wrapped。 He took it and when she wasn’t looking; he left his phone number on the desk and ran out。。。

RRRRRING!!!

One day the phone rang; and the mother picked it up and said; “Hello?”It was the girl!!! The mother started to cry and said; “You don’t know? He passed away yesterday。。。”

The line was quiet except for the cries of the boy’s mother。 Later in the day; the mother went into the boy’s room because she wanted to remember him。 She thought she would start by looking at his clothes。 So she opened the closet。

She was face to face with piles and piles and piles of unopened CDs。 She was surprised to find all these CDs and she picked one up and sat down on the bed and she started to open one。 Inside; there was a CD and as she took it out of the wrapper; out fell a piece of paper。 The mother picked it up and started to read it。 It said,Hi。。。I think U R really cute。 Do u wanna go out with me? Love; Jocelyn。

The mother was deeply moved and opened another CD。。。Again there was a piece of paper。 It said,Hi。。。 I think U R really cute。 Do u wanna go out with me? Love; Jocelyn。

Love is。。。when you’ve had a huge fight but then decide to put aside2 your egos3; hold hands and say; “I Love You。”

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当那位清秀俊美的女人拄着白色手杖,小心地迈上车门台阶时,巴士上的乘客们都十分同情地看着她

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