"It wouldn' t have worked out, you know." she said.
"How can you be sure?" I countered. "Ah, colleen, it might have been grand indeed—my Irish conscience and your Jewish guilt！"
Our laughter startled people at a nearby table. During the time left to us, our glances were furtive, oblique. I think that what we saw in each other repudiated what we' d once been to ourselves, we immortals.
Before I put her into a taxi, she turned to me. "I just wanted to see you once more. To tell you something." Her eyes met mine."I wanted to thank you for having loved me as you did. " We kissed, and she left.
From a store window my reflection stared back at me, an aging man, with gray hair stirred by an evening breeze. I decided to walk home. Her kiss still burned on my lips. I felt faint, and sat on a park bench. All around me the grass and trees were shining in the surreal glow of sunset. Something was being lifted out of me. Something had been completed, and the scene before me was so beautiful that I wanted to shout and dance and sing for joy.
That soon passed, as everything must, and presently I was able to stand and start for home.
我记得，当时的阳光洒落在她的发丝上。她转过头，我们四目相对，在那间吵闹的五年级教室里，我感觉到了一些东西，觉得心底遭到了一击。我的初恋就此开始了。
她叫雷切尔，我从小学到中学一直很迷恋她，看到她，我的心就怦怦地跳，有她在时，我说话就有些结巴。我就像夏日里一只不幸的小昆虫，被一扇窗前微弱的灯光吸引，在黑暗的夜晚徘徊在她的窗前。
当看到她上学或是放学回家，走在林荫小路上时，我整个人就呆住了，她看起来总是那么镇定自若。在家时，我回想着与她的每一次邂逅，一想到自己的不足之处便心生懊恼。即便如此，当我们正值青春年少时，我仍然感受到她对我深情的宽容。
我们还不够成熟，根本不可能发展稳定的恋爱关系。她自幼受正统犹太教的家庭熏陶，而我因信奉天主教心存顾忌，这使我们表现得清心寡欲，有如谦谦君子，就连亲吻都遥不可及，无论这种渴望是多么强烈。在一场舞会上，我设法拥抱了她一下——当然，有大人在场。我们的拥抱让她咯咯地笑了起来，她那纯洁干脆的笑声让我痛恨自己所想的一切。
总而言之，我对雷切尔的爱一直是单恋。中学毕业后，她考上了大学，我参了军。第二次世界大战爆发后，我被派到海外。有一段时间，我们保持着联系，她的来信成为那些难熬的漫长岁月中的一抹亮色。有一次，她给我寄了一张她的泳装照，我浮想联翩，在回信里提到是否可能结婚。她的回信几乎立即少了，也很少提及个人的事情。
我回国后做的第一件事就是去找雷切尔。她母亲开了门，说雷切尔已骗不住在这里了，她与在大学里认识的一个医学院的学生结了婚。“我还以为她写信通知你了。” 她的母亲说。
我最终在等待复员时收到了她的“亲爱的约翰”一信。她委婉地解释了不能和我结婚的画因。回首过去，我真的恢复得很快，尽管在开始的几个月里，我认为自己活不下去了。就像雷切尔一样，我找到了另一个人，我学会用一种深情和永恒的责任感去爱她，而这种责任感一直延续到现在。
可是，最近，在相隔40余年之后，我接到了雷切尔打来的电话，她的丈夫过世了。她骗过我所在的城镇，通过我们都认识的一个朋友打听到了我的住址，我们相约见面。
我感到好奇而兴奋，在过去的几年里，我没有挂念过她，她突然在一个早晨给我打了电话，这让我很惊讶。见到她时，我又感到很震惊，这位坐在餐桌前，头发花白的女人就是我梦寐以求的雷切尔吗？就是那个照片上体态轻盈的美人鱼吗？
因为很久不见，我们互相寒暄，谈了共同关心的话题。我们就像老朋友那样聊天，很快发现我们都已骗是祖父母了。
“你还记得这个吗？”她递给我一张破旧的纸条，那是我在学校时为她写的一首诗。我仔细看了这首格律粗糙、韵律苍白的诗。她望着我的脸，从我的手里把纸抢走，并装进了包里，好像很怕我会毁掉它。
我告诉她有关相片的事，告诉她我是如何带着它度过了整个战争。
“我们不可能在一起，这你是知道的。”她说。
“你为何如此确定？”我反问她，“哦，姑娘，我的爱尔兰道德感和你犹太人的责任心，那一定非常完美！”
我们的笑声惊动了旁边的人，在余下的时间里，我们都只是偷偷地看着对方。我想，我们从对方身上看到我们一直保留在心中的形象破灭了。
在我送她上出租车之前，她转向我，说：“我只是想再看你一眼，告诉你一些事情。”她的双眼凝视着我，“我想谢谢你曾骗那么爱我。”我们吻了一下，她离开了。
我在商店的橱窗里看见了自己：灰白的头发在晚风中拂动。我决定步行回家，她的吻还在我的唇上燃烧，我感到有点儿晕，于是坐在公园的一张长凳上。在我身旁，花草树木正在夕阳的照耀下熠熠发光，压在我心上的某个东西消失了，某件事情圆满了。我眼前的景象是如此之美，我快乐得想要叫喊，想要唱歌跳舞。
如同一切事物一样，这一切很快就过去了，不一会儿，我起身回家了。
怀旧的爱
My One and Only
佚名 / Anonymous
It was all started when I was in high school, I still remember my love one. I am not sure if it is puppy love or first love, but I know deep inside my heart that I still remember him.
At first we were bus mates, and schoolmates too. I was in 1st year high school and he was in second. We still don' t know each other before, but later on when I was sitting in front of him in the bus, he used to talk and tease me, which makes me angry with him. I used to say that I hate him but later on... I only eat my words. One day when my best friend wanted to see what I wrote in my diary, I was reading it in the bus and without noticing the guy whom I hate was sitting back of me with his buddies. He was peeping and reading the things that I wrote in the diary. I looked sharply at him and put the book down, then my friend who was in front of me that she has read what I wrote there that love is BOG, BOG, BOG in my heart. He was hearing it and suddenly without my knowledge he stood and snatched the diary from me！ Whew！ What he did was to read the book so loudly where everything was written there about love！ Goodness！ I was so shocked that I was screaming just to get it back. I couldn' t believe it, because he' s the most intelligent student in my school and he' s the representative of our school too. Then after the bus dropped me to my house there I felt that I was so flushing hotly that my cheeks were so red！ There, I realized that I have a crush on him！
Sports date came, and he was the champion for C group boys for running. Whew！ Wow！ I was really amazed when he runs, because he always come 1st in running and he runs like a wind. That day I felt more feelings for him. I used to write him always in my diary, but mostly he always went to another place because of interschool quiz.
I cried that time, because I was missing him so much, that I wish one day he' ll like me too. Then one day I just heard that he likes me！ My god, I nearly faint！ Rumors spread that in the bus we always fights for simple things like teasing, because I use to call him NUTCRACKER which makes him so mad at me, and I always teased him for his pimples and about his using FACIAL cleanser which made my whole bus mates burst out laughing, and he was blushing, and then one fine day the rumors spread that we both are loving each other！ Whenever we cross our paths we just look at each other casually, but my heart beats fast because he looks at me so intensely which makes my heart tremble. I used to be always so naughty that time. One day I decided to ask my friend to write a love letter in language of German I loved, since we both are from different nations.