抉择

如果得做的抉择与我们没多大的关系时，我们很轻易的就能做出选择，因为毕竟能置身事外嘛。但是如过你做的任何决定都会伤害其中一人时，你会怎么做？

自小我就没有跟爸妈住在一起，从出生到现在都是姑姑把我带大。但是也因为如此，每当到了周末 我就得选择是否要住在姑姑家还是回妈妈家。虽然年纪还小但是我有察觉到不管我做什么决定都回让他们其中一人难过，这些我都看在眼里。在我幼小的心灵里这已经成为了一种伤害，也因为如此我非常不喜欢做决定。

因为从小就没有跟妈妈住的关系，所以跟妈妈相处起来觉得有点陌生，说起来也奇怪，她是我妈妈但是很多时候我还真的不懂得要如何和她沟通，我甚至觉得有些不自在。我从来都没跟妈妈说过我的心事，她也似乎没有想要去了解我的心世界，在我的成长的过程中妈妈似乎都没有把她的角色扮演的很好。虽然不知道为什么当初要把我送给姑姑带，但是我从来没有怪过她。有时候我知道她会自责自己并不是一个好母亲，但是我不懂得该如何去开口安慰她，可能是因为生长在亚洲国家、传统家庭里，所以那些贴心、肉麻的话我真的说不出口。

相反之下，在姑姑面前我能畅所欲言，随心所欲。姑姑在我的成长过程中扮演了一个非常重要的角色，是她教会我读书认字及做人的道理，在我生病时无微不至的照顾着我，难过时陪伴着我，所以如果没有她根本不会有今天的我。

但是，有一天，姑姑突然问我：“你从小被我带大，你快乐吗？”当时我呆住了。
从小到大，我不曾觉得家里有人在乎我快不快了，因为打从一开始就没有人想去了解我内心的想法，因为如果有，他们一定会知道我其实很痛苦，因为我真的不想做任何选择。

但是我现在知道其实在这世界里，有人真心在乎我是否快乐。


今天，我又做了个抉择，这次受伤的是姑姑，痛的同样是我。
我忘不了刚才姑姑哀伤的神情，对不起，但其实我的心也在淌着血。

虽然我一直没说，其实我真的好爱你们，但是我要怎么做才能让你们同时都快乐呢？



作者：伊婷

情是否真的会风化？

是不是不管是爱情还是友情都会随着时间风化呢？在这世间上真的没有什么是能够留住它那仓促的脚步吗？那是不是说，不管是紧握着仅有的幸福，还是让它自由，都不能留住它呢？

我真的是越来越不懂得怎样去掌握它。。。

当初，拼了命也要争取留在你身边的资格，但越是这样做，就越得不到你的好感，反之让你觉得厌烦。当时就有人告诉我，当你把沙紧紧的握在手里时，你会发现其实有些沙粒已经慢慢地从你的指逢间流失。也之所以这样，我不再强求，选择了让你自由，让你去飞。

过了一段好漫长的时间，你回来了。
有了你的友谊让我觉得，漫漫人生其实也没有多难过。

但是，随着时间的流失，我们的距离越来越远，远的我开始方寸大乱。我不知道应该怎样和你沟通我的想法，因为不管怎样努力我都会被视以为别有用意，而你也从未能听的进去。

你似乎变了。或许我该说，你没变，只是我没能真正的认识和了解你内心深处的想法。

或许我早该察觉到，心灵上的距离其实就是感情风化的征兆。。。







作者：伊婷

Salty Coffee

He met her on a party, she was so outstanding, many guys were chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him. she was surprised, but as he was polite, she promised.They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, She felt uncomfortable, she thought, "please, let me be home".

Suddenly he asked the waiter: would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee. Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously: why you have this hobby? He replied: when I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I liked playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, salty and bite, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there. While saying that, tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched.
That's his true feeling,from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesick, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home.. Then she also started to speak, spoke about her far away hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story.

They continued to date. She found actually he was a man who meets all her demands: he had tolerance,was kind hearted, warm, careful...he was such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee!

Then the story was just like every beautiful love story: the princess married to the prince, then they were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.
After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said: "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said to you - the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt. It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything.

Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste. But I have the salty coffee for my whole life since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, I still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again."

Her tears made the letter totally wet.

Someday, someone asked her: what's the taste of salty coffee?
It's sweet. She replied.