If there is only 1 truth...

Why are there 2 sides to a story?

冰糖葫芦和贵花糕的故事

Wanted to share this story from 步步惊心...
But was too lazy to type it!
Luckily there is this blogger who is very 有心 to have penned it...
Thanks CottageByTheRiver!

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人,年少时吃了冰糖葫芦..觉得冰糖葫芦是人间美味. 可是因为冰糖葫芦乃是路边小吃, 对身体百害而无益处.. 所以就决定在也不吃冰糖葫芦了..

虽下定决心了, 他对冰糖葫芦还是念念不忘. 就算是试过了贵花糕, 名贵又健康.. 他还是任为冰糖葫芦是天上有地上无的. 心里对冰糖葫芦还是情有独中.

有一天..他终于吃到了他日盼夜盼的冰糖葫芦. 怎么知道.. 冰糖葫芦送进嘴里, 跟他儿时记忆里的那味道截然不同. 这.. 怎么可能是他朝夕睦想的冰糖葫芦呢?

他这时才枉然大悟.. 原来, 他最爱的味道是那每天都在身边盘旋着的贵花糕.

人.. 往往都不懂得珍惜身边的人与物, 只懂的无畏的追寻着已失去的回忆. 就算让你失而复得, 也未必是你当初记忆里的那些回忆了..

所以.. 珍惜眼前人.
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RIP

All of a sudden, everywhere is playing songs by WH...
This "craze" usually happens only when that singer had passed away.
Almost everyone will then remember that this singer was really a great singer (she really is!)
But why is it only at that time?

One is greatly missed, only when that one is gone.