I cried myself to sleep almost every night for losing the love of my life. But at this time, my parents and my friends had come to my support. They kept telling me that I had to be strong that I had two kids in my body right now and they were continuation of his love. I had to keep them safe until they were born. I should be responsible for them.

Holding this belief, I struggled to give birth to them and I named them Lily and Rose, which were the two flowers their father loved most. But the situation got worse – I didn’t have enough money and energy to bring them up! I had to go to work from 8 am to 5 pm. And when the daily work had been done, I had to go to a cafeteria to take another part-time job! The salary is meager so I still had to take other part-time jobs at weekends in order to make ends meet.

I was so worried about these two babies when I went out to work and left them alone at home. Luckily my parents promised me that they could help me taking care of these two babies. All I needed to do was driving them to my parents’ house when I went to work and picked them up when I was after work. I felt so glad.

One day I went after work much earlier than usually. There was still a long time for my next work in the cafeteria. So I decided to go to downtown to do some window shopping, for I had never been to downtown since they were born. When I was passing the ed hardy store, I suddenly was caught by a very beautiful dress inside the window. It reminded me of the old days when he was still alive. On the first date of us, I was also wearing a dress from Ed Hardy.

Whether I should buy this dress or not? I really liked it very much. But just when I was going to buy this, I suddenly remembered that I still have a lot of things to buy for my beloved kids. Then I finally gave up. Maybe one day I would be rich and then I could buy an Ed Hardy again.

And now in the world, who is the most famous Mary Sue? Thanks to the author Stephanie Mayer and the directors of the movie, Bella, the heroine of the movie and the book The Moonlight, becomes a world-renowned Mary Sue at the moment.

Bella, in the original book, is an ordinary girl. She has very bad sense of balance because of her undeveloped cerebellum. As a result, she doesn’t like PE lessons or dancing. However, as soon as she moves to the Fox Town, she becomes the darling of almost every person. Apart from a few handsome boys in new school, the most charming Edward is also falling love with her. Absolutely this is not another scaring Dracula story, but a romantic movie and a love letter for all the female audiences and readers.

The creation of the pretty plain heroine has something to do with the experience of the author herself. Stephanie Mayer, a mother of three children and a typical housewife, has never been to Fox town before. A writer like her understands what the ordinary girls are thinking about. They have no rich parents; they do not live in big mansions; they are not Paris Hilton and seldom go to parties; they can not afford beautiful clothes and jewelry. Cartier, Tiffany and Links of London only appear in their dreams. Yes, dream. That’s what they have.

Each girl has dreams, however ordinary she is. That is why an ordinary and plain Mary Sue than a perfect one. In the story, Mary Sue makes their dreams come true. They are Mary Sue and Mary Sue’s experiences are their experiences.

Of course, the direct will never choose a plainly looking girl as the heroine. That is accepted by all the audiences. Why not make our dreams more beautiful since in the real life, we are not?

Maybe some people think these kinds of views are too selfish or too impersonal. But from another point of view, life is simple. For the sake of love, the two lovers may live a poor and painful life, if I was one of them, I prefer to have she/he live a better life with another person, rather than suffer from troubles with me — in other worlds, this is also a kind of love, which is expressed by another way. Only depending on love can not solve the problem. Perhaps my views are realistic, but practically speaking, this view totally conforms to the society. As long as there is no breach of social morality, we must select one from “love” and “bread”, I think “bread” should be more important than “love”.

Jason was the guy I crashed onto at the first day when I came to my college. There were so many people that I almost couldn’t keep myself balance because of all the stuff that I took with me. I just stood still, waiting for my parents who went to park the car. Unfortunately, a traveling bag was out of balance and was going to fall down. At that time, I came up to hold that, unexpectedly, I didn’t keep my balance and crashed on somebody terribly. It was a guy and he told me his name was Jason when I was apologizing to him. After I was sure that he was okay, I raised my head and looked at him. He was such a good-looking guy. Jason, I was pretty sure that I would never forget his name. Actually, we had some kind of little conversation then, but somebody called him and then he left. The trouble was I didn’t ask for his phone number.

I thought that was over, because we couldn’t get in touch any more. However, few days later, we met again in a café. And it was he who came up to me to remind me of what happened the other day. Of course, I remembered his face and his smile even without his reminding, but out of the instinct, I just pretended that I figured him out after great efforts. We talked that night. It was great that we could have lots of things in common, such as climbing mountains and playing tennis. And we made appointments to play tennis in our spare time. But apparently time always passes so fast when you are with a man you like. Soon, it got too late, and we had to go back. He sent me to my dorm and then he left. At that night, I told what I felt about him to Jackie, my roommate, and she encouraged me to ask him out, like a date. Few days later, I decided to ask him out. However, to my surprise, Jason asked me out earlier. And of course, I said yes.

Soon, the day came and we met in the café where we met last time. I still remember that he was so handsome in his black jacket that night. After we sat down, we began to talk, again. It was wonderful that we could talk about so many things. And I was a little disappointed because he didn’t say anything about what he felt about me. Nearly in the end, he took out a blue box. It was a gift for me, a necklace of Links of London shaped like a heart. And then, he told me that he liked me and asked me to be his girlfriend. I said I would think about it, but just few days later, I said yes, because I did like him.

Though we are not together any more, this is still a sweet memory for me. And I wish both of us can find our happiness. The necklace I keep until now is still shining for the two people once in love.

Daisy was an orphan adopted by a poor peasant family who, however, treated her as their biological child. Unfortunately, the girl had to drop school after she finished the middle school education because she failed to afford the high school. In order to alleviate the burden of her foster parents as well she took a part-time job in a flower shop which had become all her hope in life later due to the encounter with Steven, a cute boy two years senior to her. He lived nearby and often passed the shop without noticing the girl who though paid attention to him for a long time.

On Mother’s day, when it was heavily raining outside, Steven should go into the flower shop for a bunch of carnation which was packaged by Daisy.

“Few boys buy flowers. Will you present the beautiful carnation to your mother? ”She asked in differently.

“Yes, it is Mother’s Day today and my mother is crazy about flowers, so I want to give her a surprise today.” The boy answered with a nonchalant smile.

“Your mother must be very happy.” Daisy said with her liquid eyes staring at him “, It is raining outside, but you don’t have an umbrella. You can use mine.”

“It is very kind of you.” the boy said with a sweet smile and accepted the umbrella.

From this day on they became good friends. Steven would go into the flower shop on his way home and chatted with Daisy. Steven was a single parent child and his father passed away in a traffic accident when he was 8 years old. They shared their bitter stories with each other.
Day by day, Steven found himself fallen in love with the little girl who was also admirable of him but was too shy to tell him the truth. He wanted to present the girl with a Pandora bracelet in token of love.
It was a shame that he was also a little shy and then asked his good friend to send a elaborately-wrapped Pandora bracelet to the girl. However, unexpectedly, the girl asked for a sick leave for a few days and went home which was a little far away for the him to go there. Then he asked the shop owner for her telephone number.
He was very anxious at the girl with the returned bracelet. With great courage, he made a phone call to her family, and her mother answered the call after a long silence “She has left us the day before. Thank you for your concerning. You are the boy called Steven? She often mentions you on the telephone.” “Yes, it is me. But I have never realized she was badly ill. What a shame!” he said with a great deal of remorse

“I want to extend my sincere appreciation for your care for my Daisy when I am not around her. But you are a little late. She has gone and will never come back again. “Her voice was shaking with grief. The boy couldn’t control his tears and hung up.

He came home and sat in front of the table with his eyes fixed on the Pandora bracelet in despair. It was his puppy love. He had never loved other girls and never sent any gifts to girls because he was too shy, which may be the reason why they became good friends to confide in each other.But she was gone. He would never meet a girl like this.

The Pandora bracelet has been a symbol of their love. The unforgettable days they spent together sprang into his mind at the sight of the bracelet.

My neighbor, a newly married woman who is pregnant, paid me a friendly visit the next day after I moved to the building. I invited her in and poured her a cup of juice; she sat on the sofa and chatted with me for about half an hour.

“This is a big apartment, are you living with your boyfriend?”

“Oh, no, I am living alone right now.”

“May be the boyfriend will move in?”

“No, I am single, I don’t have a boyfriend?”

“Oh, don’t worry, you will meet someone.”

I am not worried at all; on the contrary, I am quite satisfied with my life, why would I change it if I am having fun?

I ran into Beth several days ago on my way back from work, I stopped at a booth to buy some magazines and she was doing some shopping. She is married and became a full time house wife. She quit the job about a month ago; they want to start a family.

“Hello, long time no see, you look great, those Ugg boots match your style perfectly.”

“Thanks, they are from my husband. He is such a considerate man.”

“Indeed, he is. So, how is everything going?”

“Great, we are planning to take some time off and spend the weekend in our country house. That may be helpful for both of us. So, are you seeing anyone particular?”

“Oh, no, I am not.”

“Don’t worry, he will come along.”

I swore to god that I saw the ‘you little poor thing, still have not found a suitable guy’ look on her face before she left.

The fact is that I am no longer young that have enough time and energy going through one date after another, but I should not be settling down with a guy I don’t have passionate feelings for because every one else is expecting me to get rid of the single label. I am not afraid to admit that I am alone, guess what, I never felt lonely.