情人節(jié)玫瑰

許璐偉

A touching story...

Red roses were her favorites, her name was also Rose.

And every year her husband sent them,tied with pretty bows.

The year he died, the roses were delivered to her door.

The card said,“Be my Valentine,”like all the years before.

Each year he sent her roses,and the note would always say,

“I love you even more this year,than last year on this day.”

“My love for you will always grow,with every passing year.”

She knew this was the last time that the roses would appear.

She thought,he ordered roses in advance before this day.

Her loving husband did not know,that he would pass away.

He always liked to do things early,way before the time.

Then,if he got too busy,everything would work out fine.

She trimmed the stems,and placed them in a very special vase.

Then, sat the vase beside the portrait of his smiling face.

She would sit for hours,in her husbands favorite chair.

While staring at his picture,and the roses sitting there.

A year went by,and it was hard to live without her mate.

With loneliness and solitude, that had become her fate.

Then,the very hour,as on Valentines before,

The doorbell rang,and there were roses,sitting by her door.

She brought the roses in,and then just looked at them in shock.

Then, went to get the telephone, to call the florist shop.

The owner answered,and she asked him, if he would explain,

Why would someone do this to her,causing her such pain?

“I know your husband passed away,more than a year ago,”

The owner said,“I knew youd call,and you would want to know.”

“The flowers you received today,were paid for in advance.”

“Your husband always planned ahead,he left nothing to chance.”

“There is a standing order,that I have on file down here,

And he has paid, well in advance,youll get them every year.

There also is another thing,that I think you should know,

He wrote a special little card... he did this years ago.”

“Then,should ever,I find out that hes no longer here,

Thats the card...that should be sent,to you the following year.”

She thanked him and hung up the phone,her tears now flowing hard.

Her fingers shaking, as she slowly reached to get the card.

Inside the card,she saw that he had written her a note.

Then,as she stared in total silence, this is what he wrote...

“Hello my love,I know its been a year since Ive been gone,

I hope it hasnt been too hard for you to overcome.”

“I know it must be lonely, and the pain is very real.

For if it was the other way, I know how I would feel.

The love we shared made everything so beautiful in life.

I loved you more than words can say,you were the perfect wife.”

“You were my friend and lover,you fulfilled my every need.

I know its only been a year, but please try not to grieve.

I want you to be happy,even when you shed your tears.

That is why the roses will be sent to you for years.”

“When you get these roses,think of all the happiness,

That we had together,and how both of us were blessed.

I have always loved you and I know I always will.

But, my love, you must go on,you have some living still.”

“Please... try to find happiness,while living out your days.

I know it is not easy,but I hope you find some ways.

The roses will come every year,and they will only stop,

When your doors not answered,when the florist stops to knock.”

“He will come five times that day,in case you have gone out.

But after his last visit,he will know without a doubt,

To take the roses to the place,where Ive instructed him,

And place the roses where we are,together once again.”

一段感人至深的故事……

她喜歡紅玫瑰，她的名字也叫玫瑰。

每一年丈夫都送她玫瑰，帶著美麗的蝴蝶結(jié)。

那一年他在風(fēng)中逝去，而那束情人節(jié)玫瑰卻如約在她門前，

在那卡片上寫著：“我的情人節(jié)禮物，”就像那些飄逝的日子。

丈夫每年送給她最愛的玫瑰，上面會附著，

“我對你的愛越來越濃，一直持續(xù)到世界的盡頭。”

“無論歲月流逝，我對你的愛卻依然遞增。”

她知道這是最后的玫瑰，

她也知道，她親愛的丈夫訂購了玫瑰。

她最愛的丈夫不知道有一天他將離她而去。

他總是喜歡未雨綢繆。

只要他在身邊，每件事都會很完美。

她剪下了莖，放在一個特別的花瓶里。

這時，在花瓶邊，她看到了他那微笑的臉。

她會坐在他以前最愛的椅子上，幾個小時就這樣悄悄走過。

就在那兒注視著他和那些玫瑰。

一年過去了，沒有他陪伴的日子是很痛苦的，

在孤獨和寂寞中，這一切好像已經(jīng)變成了命里的注定。

那天，和以前一樣，特別的日子，

門鈴響了，那束情人節(jié)玫瑰如約而至。

她把玫瑰拿進房間，驚奇地看著。

然后，拿起電話，撥了種花人的電話。

這樣她就開始道出她的驚奇，

是誰送這束花來的，喚起我的傷痛？

“我知道你丈夫過世了，一年以前，”

種花人繼續(xù)道：“我知道你會打電話來，你想知道原因嗎？”

“你今天收到的花，是已經(jīng)預(yù)付的。”

“你丈夫總會先做安排，所以事非偶然。”

“這里有一份他的委托書，存在我這里，

他已經(jīng)預(yù)先給了我很豐厚的報酬，你會每年收到這些花。”

“還有一件事，我想你必須要知道，

他寫了一張?zhí)貏e的小卡片……這是幾年前做的。”

“后來，我發(fā)現(xiàn)他永遠也不會回來了，

以后的歲月，卡片都會在那特別的日子里送到你的手上。”

她謝過他，掛斷電話，淚流滿面。

她慢慢地去拿卡片，她的手指在顫抖。

在那卡片上，他的短箋映入她的眼簾。

她靜靜地看著，看著……

“你好親愛的，我已經(jīng)走了一年了，

我希望沒有我的日子對你來說不會很難。”

“我深知那種孤單和痛苦對你意味著什么。

如果是我，我也會感觸到那種痛。

但是我們之間的愛使世間的一切如此的美麗。

我對你的愛不是只言片語可以表達的，你是我最好的妻子。”

“你是朋友和愛人，你給我一切我要的。

我知道僅僅是過了一年，但是親愛的請不要為我傷心。

我要你開心，甚至當(dāng)你在淚流滿面的時候。

這就是這些年情人節(jié)玫瑰的真正用心。”

“當(dāng)你拿著這些玫瑰的時候，想想我們之間開心的事。

我們在一起的那些日子，我們的祝福。

親愛的，我愛你，永遠愛你。

但是，親愛的，你必須走下去，你的路還很長。”

“親愛的，算我求你，你要重新找到你的新生活，快樂的活著。

我知道不容易，但是我真的希望你好好活著。

我的情人節(jié)的玫瑰會一直到來，

到你不再回應(yīng)那敲門聲，種花人不再敲門。”

“為了確保你在家，他會在那一天前來五次。

但是最后一次送花，他會毫不遲疑，

帶著玫瑰去一個我曾經(jīng)告訴他的地方，

那個我們再次重逢的地方。”