Something Nice to Read
Some days ago i read this story somewhere. I see it nice to read and hope u all like it too.Beautiful story.....A very poor man lived with his wife.
One day, his wife, who had very long hair asked him to buy her a comb for her hair to grow well and to be well-groomed.
The man felt very sorry and said no. He explained that he did not even have enough money to fix the strap of his watch he had just broken.
She did not insist on her request.
The man went to work and passed by a watch shop, sold his damaged watch at a low price and went to buy a comb for his wife.
He came home in the evening with the comb in his hand ready to give to his wife.
He was surprised when he saw his wife with a very short hair cut.
She had sold her hair and was holding a new watch band.
Tears flowed simultaneously from their eyes, not for the futility of their actions, but for the reciprocity of their love.
MORAL: To love is nothing, to be loved is something but to love and to be loved by the one you love,that is EVERYTHING. Never take love for granted.
P.S love you cho con cua em.
Jenny
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Thanks for sharing this nice story.
it is so lovely to see you here -hope all is going well for you
This is a wonderful love story -each of them putting the other first and being totally selfless
Good story! Good person(s)! And how's that big lout of yours doing?
Lovely story my princess.
Cho con yeu em nhieu lam
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine.
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
(On the side of a hill in the deep forest green).
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
(Tracing a sparrow on snow-crested ground).
Without no seams nor needlework
(Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain).
Then she'll be a true love of mine
(Sleeps unaware of the clarion call).
Tell her to find me an acre of land
(On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves).
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
(Washes the ground with so many tears).
Between the salt water and the sea strand
(A soldier cleans and polishes a gun).
Then she'll be a true love of mine
(Sleeps unaware of the clarion call).
Tell her to reap it in a sickle of leather
(War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions).
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
(Generals order their soldiers to kill).
And to gather it all in a bunch of heather
(And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten).
Then she'll be a true love of mine.
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine
@ teddy
Good to hear from you. It's been awhile.
Blessings to the both of you! Amen!!
Beautiful, touching story
You are so right, never take love for granted, and never be afraid to tell your loved ones how much you love them because life is so short
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Feeling as if we are in heaven just simply cuz a smile from that one.
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good story. ...