beyondwhatyousee

People always say: the world is a huge stage， on which full of marvels. However, I wasn’t quite through it. “What’s a marvel?” I consulted one of my best friends—Ye, who’s also my college teacher. He’s wise and farsighted and we always talk about books, music, life and whatever interests us. It’s not until he told me his love story that I understood the word “marvel”.
When in junior high school, they are classmates. Both of them are top students in the class and they also had a crash on each other, yet they just kept the love in their heart and didn’t say out because it’s not supposed to do. Those are simple days, bitter and sweet in their memory.
Three years later, they went to different senior high school. It was then that they learned how important they were to each other and started their love by mails. Though they rare met each other…
Another three years passed, and God played a trick on them again—they began their university lives in different cities. He’s in the North and she, in the South. Their love maintained by mails, phone calls and some dates.
Days came that they graduated. Having given up many good opportunities for work, he came to this city, where his girl was, to plan their happy life in the future. Then news came that she’s offered a precious chance to receive a further education in Japan. When she’s about to give up for their love’s sake, he persuaded her in going abroad.
When seeing her off in the airport, they both cried. “I wondered the five years, far away from each other, meant the end to our love or forever missing.” He said.
Well, Jack should have Jill, as the saying goes. They got married in the first winter since she’s back and lived a sweet life ever since. Though they deal with simple daily life as common couples do, their love is unusual.
From love to marriage, Ye experienced a long period, during which they seldom stick to each other, instead, they kept waiting and missing each other. Lots of people are astonished by their long-run love; they wonder how it can last for such a long time. In this fast-love-march society today, fall in love—get married—get divorce, all these happen so fast as the saying goes: easy come, easy go. I think the answer is “true love”. True love is a marvel and there’s no end to it. Ye denied: “true love is real. And if there is a marvel, just to be persistent.”