人世间有种情感叫“喜欢”，另一种叫“爱”
There is a kind of emotion in the world called "like", and another is called "love"
喜欢是在深夜看书时突然想起他，想象他现在做什么，心里漾起一阵轻飘飘的温暖，却从不主动给他打电话, 几分钟后，注意力又重新被书中的情节吸引!
Like is to suddenly think of him when reading in the middle of the night, imagine what he is doing now, with a light and floating warmth in his heart, but never actively call him, a few minutes later, attention is again attracted by the plot in the book!
爱是他在的时候，眼睛里只有他一人；他不在的时候，一切都带有他的影子。
Love is when he is, he is the only one in his eyes; when he is not, everything has his shadow.
喜欢是和他讨论问题争的面红耳赤，各不相让，在他面前像个刺猬一样从不认输，但在心里却早已暗暗佩服他的见地他的才华。
Like is to discuss problems with him and fight with each other, like a hedgehog in front of him never admit defeat, but in my heart already secretly admire his talent.
爱是在寂寞的夜里，思念如潮水般涌来，手里捧着书却怎么也看不进去，心里惦记着他此时是否还在加班，吃没吃晚饭，是不是如自己想着他一般想着自己
Love is in the lonely night, thoughts rush in like the tide, holding books in hand but can't read them. I wonder if he is still working overtime, eating no dinner, or thinking about himself as I think about him
喜欢是出门在外给他发个短信，告诉他这边的天气很好，然后把手机关掉，独自在异地疯玩一个星期，晒成一个黑人后突然出现在他面前吓他一跳。
Like is out of the house to send him a text message, tell him the weather is fine, then turn off the phone, alone in a strange place to play crazy for a week, sunburned as a black man suddenly appeared in front of him to frighten him.
爱是希望他和自己步调一致，和自己心灵相通，他无心说的一句玩笑话也能让自己顷刻情绪低落甚至眼泪汪汪。在他面前，自己是从不设防的。
Love is to hope that he can keep pace with himself and connect with his heart. A joke he doesn't mean to say can also make him depressed or even tearful. In front of him, he never defends himself.
喜欢是他出差前简单的道一声“一路平安”，看着他离去的背影，心中有一点不舍，却什么也不说，只是默默等待他归来的消息
Like is a simple "safe journey" before his business trip. Looking at the back of his departure, I feel reluctant to give up, but I don't say anything, just wait for the news of his return silently
爱是无论到哪都希望有他陪伴。可以站在海边给他打手机，让他听听海浪的声音；也可以因为在异乡的街道上看到一个酷似他的背影而愣在原地久久不动。
Love is to be with him wherever you go. You can stand by the sea and call him on his cell phone, let him listen to the sound of the waves; you can alsostay in place for a long time because you see a figure similar to him in a strange street.
喜欢是在受伤的时候，不想让他看到自己脆弱的一面，在他面前把眼泪悄悄抹掉，转过头依然是一副快乐坚强的模样。
Like is in the time of injury, do not want to let him see his fragile side, in front of him quietly wipe away tears, turn around is still a happy strong look. 爱是他临出差前千叮咛万嘱咐，往他的背包里塞满衣服和食物，在车站要等到火车开走才肯离开。并且在他走后的日子里天天心神不定，一遍遍的祈祷他能够平安归来。
Love is a thousand exhortations he gave before his business trip. He packed his backpack with clothes and food. He would not leave until the train left at the station. And in the days after he left, he was restless every day, praying again and again that he could come back safely.
喜欢是和他周末逛街逛累了一起吃肯德基；是在寒冷的冬天和他抢一杯热咖啡；是和他并肩走在街上中间始终隔着半米的距离；是陪他一起在电脑前打游戏两个人笑的像个孩子。
Like is to spend the weekend shopping with him tired to eat KFC; in the cold winter with him to grab a cup of hot coffee; walk side by side in the middle of the street is always half a meter away; is to accompany him to play games in front of the computer two people laugh like a child.
爱是在受委屈的时候，爬在他的胸前痛哭，没有伪装没有顾虑，把所有的烦恼统统告诉他，并渴望从他的怀抱中得到安慰。
Love is to cry in front of his chest when he is wronged, without pretending to have no worries, tell him all the troubles, and yearn for comfort from his arms.
喜欢是听他讲自己童年的趣事，然后哈哈大笑，心中涌起一阵莫名的感动。
Like is to listen to him talk about his childhood fun, and then laugh, the hearts of a burst of inexplicable moved.
爱是周末利用半天时间亲手做出几道好菜满足的看他吃下去；是在寒冷的冬天不断为他的咖啡杯里续上热水；是和他走在街上任由他紧紧挽着自己的手；是在他旁边安静着坐着，幸福地看着他在电脑前工作时专心的样子。
Love is to spend half a day on weekends making several good dishes to satisfy him; it is to keep hot water in his coffee cup in the cold winter; it is to walk in the street with him and hold his hand tightly; it is to do it quietly beside him and happily watch him concentrate when he works in front of the computer.
喜欢是在楼道里碰上他，愉快的和他打声招呼，再简单寒暄几句，擦肩而过的时候看见了窗外明媚的阳光，心情无端好了起来。
Like is to meet him in the corridor, happy to say hello to him, and then a few simple greetings, passing by when I saw the bright sunshine outside the window, I feel better for no reason.
爱是听他将自己童年的趣事，然后微微一笑，心中更加怜惜眼前这个曾经如此调皮捣蛋的男人
Love is to listen to the funny stories of his childhood, then smile a little, and
feel more pity for this naughty man in front of him
喜欢是看到他和另一个女孩牵手走过，心里有一点点疼，但很快会冲着朝阳重新扬起笑脸。
Like to see him hand in hand with another girl, heart a little pain, but soon will be facing the sun again raised smile.
爱是在楼道了看见他，脸上装出一副毫不在乎的表情，但在擦肩而过时细心感受身边颤动的空气，于是忍不住回头望一眼 Love is to see him in the corridor, with an expression of indifference on his face, but when passing by, he carefully felt the quivering air around him, so he couldn't help looking back
喜欢一个人是想要他是自己的，所以，可以喜欢很多人，想要很多人都是自己的。
Like a person is to want him to be his own, so, can like a lot of people, want a lot of people are their own.
爱是输不爱是输不起的游戏，付出全部只后，留下的可能仅仅是刻在心底的一道伤痕
Love is a game that can't afford to lose or not to lose. After giving all, what left may be just a scar engraved in the bottom of my heart
喜欢是，希望寂寞的时候，无聊的时候，伤感的时候，找个人说说话。
Like is, hope lonely time, boring time, sad time, to find someone to talk to.
爱是，在任何时候都想跟他分享，快乐的时候甚至希望把错有快乐都给了他。
Love is to want to share with him at any time. When he is happy, he even wants to give him the wrong happiness.
爱是明明离不开他，却要不得不放弃他，因为他要的幸福，也许我给不了。不敢霸占他，希望看他找到幸福，即使那份幸福不是跟我分享的。
Love is clearly inseparable from him, but have to give up him, because he wants happiness, maybe I can not give. Dare not occupy him, hope to see him find happiness, even if that happiness is not shared with me.
看完这篇文章，是否让你想到了上学时或者年轻的时候的情景，是否让你陷入了回忆，回想起当年心动的感觉？
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