怎么设置和男朋友谈恋爱的天数（情话安排男朋友安排）

这座城市天生就适合恋爱，

你天生就适合我的灵魂。

——杜拉斯《情人》

每到情人节

几多欢喜几多愁

单身者惆怅心上人何时能成眼前人

心上人都没有连惆怅都很空……

情侣则头疼买什么礼物讲什么情话

毕竟求生欲测试带来的攀比给人太多压力……

emmm……

那当然得给沃亲爱的粉丝准备点实用的东西

比如——

经典的情话；你心仪的男朋友；你梦中的女神……

情话篇

my heart beats her waves at the shore of the world and writes upon it her signature in tears with the words, "i love thee."

我的心把她的波浪在世界的海岸上冲激着，

以热泪在上边写着她的题记：“我爱你。”

listen, my heart,

to the whispers of the world with which it makes love to you.

静静地听，我的心呀，

听那世界的低语，

这是它对你求爱的表示呀。

her wishful face haunts my dreams like the rain at night.

她热切的脸，如夜雨似搅扰着我的梦魂。

some unseen fingers,

like an idle breeze,

are playing upon my heart the music of the ripples.

有些看不见的手指，

如同慵懒的微风，

在我的心上奏起缓缓的音乐。

the world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.

it becomes small as one song,

as one kiss of the eternal.

世界对着它的爱人，把它浩翰的面具揭下了。

它变小了，小如一首歌，

小如一个永恒的吻。

you smiled and talked to me of nothing and i felt that for this i had been waiting long.

你微微地笑着，不同我说什么话。

而我觉得，为了这个，我已等待得久了。

your voice, my friend,

wanders in my heart,

like the muffled sound of the sea among these listening pines.

我的朋友，

你的声音飘荡在我的心里，

像那海水的低吟声缭绕在静听着的松林之间。

How far are you from me, o fruit?

I am hidden in your heart, o flower.

你离我有多远呢，果实呀？

我藏在你心里呢，花呀。

As the storm still seeks its end in peace

when it strikes against peace with all its might,

even thus my rebellion strikes against thy love

and still its cry is——

`I want thee, only thee'.

就像风暴对平静的追寻，

在不停歇地冲击着平静之后；

甚至，我的逆反冲击着你的爱，

你听，他在呼喊：

我要你，也，只要你。

Come to the garden walk, my love.

Pass by the fervid flowers that press themselves on your sight.

Pass them by, stopping at some chance joy,

that like a sudden wonder of sunset illumines,

yet eludes.

For love's gift is shy,

it never tells its name,

it flits across the shade,

spreading a shiver of joy along the dust.

Overtake it or miss it for ever.

But a gift that can be grasped is merely a frail flower,

or a lamp with a flame that will flicker.

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来我的花园走走啊，我的爱。

经由我那些热情奔放的花朵呀，

他们相拥着贴近你视线。

经由他们呀，若可能心欢喜时就驻步慢慢看，

那欢喜啊，犹若夕阳突然变换的奇幻，

却又转眼即消散。

给爱的馈赠是害羞呢，

它从来不说自己的名姓，

却轻盈盈地掠过自己的阴影，

沿着尘埃传开令人激颤的欣喜。

超越它，抑或会永远错过它。

可一个能得到的礼物，

仅仅是朵娇弱的花朵，

抑或是一盏火光闪烁的油灯呢。

I would ask for still more,

if I had the sky with all its stars,

and the world with its endless riches;

but I would be content with the smallest corner of this earth if only she were mine.

我依然会要求很多，

若我拥有整个天空及其繁星，

若我拥有这世界无穷的金银；

可若她是我的，

我哪怕在这世界只拥有一个小小角落，

也因此心满意足了。

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