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爱的条件
2010-07-27
刚刚看到一篇很有趣的小短文。
Neighbours
“You can have the same neighbours for years,” the old man said. “You love them; or you think you love them. And you hope they love you. But do you ever really understand them?
“Charlie Kemp and his family lived next door to me for fifteen years. We were good friends for all that time. I enjoy friendship – I’m sure it’s the best thing in the world. And friendship with the Kemps was easy. Because they seemed to welcome it.
“They were interesting and intelligent people, but they were always in some sort of trouble. It was usually illness or accident, but there were other things too. For example, their house caught fire twice; and twice the whole family slept in mine. They were always losing things – money, keys, a watch, a camera. Pictures fell off the walls; the children fell out of bed … I used to wake in the mornings and think: “What will happen to them today?”
“I was their neighbor and their friend. Life was always interesting, never dull. Best of all, I liked the whole family.
“One day I lit a fire in my garden and was burning some rubbish. After a time Charlie Kemp came out of his house and walked up the road. ‘Morning, Charlie,’ I said. ‘Lovely day, isn’t it?’ He smiled at me and nodded. I went on with my work.
“Twenty minutes later a policeman arrived. He walked into my garden and said: ‘You’ll have to put that fire out. Your neighbor has complained to us. He does not like the smell.’
“’My neighbour - ?’ I said.
“’Yes.’ The policeman took out his notebook and read. ‘Charlie Kemp. He lives next door, doesn’t he?’
如果Charlie Kemp是你的邻居，你还会像以前那样去爱他们吗？
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