Love,Oh Boy. Love. You Coud Die from It--By Carey (G8-4)

Love, Oh Boy. Love. You Could Die from It
By Carey (G8-4)
Love is unnecessarily early to enjoy.
Love is a distilled and refined pearl.
Sometimes in all assortments of campuses love is seen so prevalently that people hold an interesting idea that campus love is never too early for love, that it should be enjoyed hurriedly in the especially youth ages, that if it is too late boys and girls would turn into trouble for no prime love experience.
“Is it acceptable?”deserves a lot of focused deliberation, which brings in a great many questions: Is it worthy of spending time? Is it sensible to get peers’love so anxiously? Is it beneficial for enriching lonely life? Is it really true that they understand what love is? Is it temporary or permanent? When it reaches a point where love plays the prior part in boys’ and girls’ hearts, all the superiority of campus love is irreplaceable. Campus love is acknowledged as a rational thing. If it is not admitted, there will be a big stir among them.
Think of all the things that are accompanied with campus love.
Morning mobile phone calls should have been heard usually in the dormitory. Three meals of two lovers should have been seen commonly in the refectory. Going shopping’s steps together should have been noticed promptly in the supermarket. Riding a bike with a girl sitting on the back seat should have been talked quietly behind the campus road. Evening embrace with heart to heart should have been dodged quickly under the dark outdoor light.
Just to make clear that how others see campus love by standing as an onlooker. They may look down upon the ludicrous love, they may put critical eyes directly into the puerile behaviors, and they may prove themselves right by doing their best to make progress in study and ideological achievement, not wasting time in such groundless love belief and such meaningless love journey.
It comes to me, while I am staying alone thinking about what position I have been in for campus love, that I should warn you, boys and girls, in case you will fall into the miserable and helpless abyss.
I don’t want to be such a wet blanket. I just want to say that we ought to treat love discreetly. It should be a distilled and refined pearl. It
cannot be got just like an ugly shell from the beach. It cannot be digested just like steamed bread in the stomach. The angel of love is always reminding us of choosing it in the right time, examining it in long enough periods, and then finding the most sincere lover in the end. When campus love is stepping near to your life, you should react with “no” determinedly. I dare say that your final lover will not be the one that you have on campus, but will be the one who you devote your heart fully to after you finish your huge school task, and then you start to set a family with her when you think your love have been distilled in difficulty for many times.
I had no love experience on campus, but I have come across many lovers in our school, and I remember, among them, one couple is familiar to me. Last semester, I saw that a boy and a girl hugged firmly, kissing crazily one evening in our school playground when I was jogging. I ran through them quickly and seemed to pay no attention to them. But they really left me a deep impression and afterwards I learned that they were senior students. However, one week later I saw the girl talking on the phone as well as crying in the corner of the playground.
Because of sympathy, I went to talk to her after the sad call. She told me that her boyfriend had abandoned her by going for work in another city.
I had no special words to comfort her, and just told her that campus love was not her right choice. You should have experienced it. It was the kind of love that did not last long, and that cannot be compared with the distilled and refined love through hardship.
It is not love. Where the love exists is in your hands tomorrow.
Dear Carey:
It’s my honor to read your composition. I think you have done
a good gob.
First, I think the structure of this composition is good. In front of your composition you seem to write campus love is good, and then you have a good transition to express your own viewpoint.
Second, there are so many beautiful sentences such as “I don’t want to be such a wet blanket.”And “They may look down upon the ludicrous love, they may put critical eyes directly into the puerile behaviors, and they may prove themselves right by doing
their best to make progress in study and ideological achievement, not wasting time in such groundless love belief and such meaningless love journey.”
Third, you have used some words from our English book such as“ludicrous”，“discreetly”.
At last, I like your viewpoint about love. You tell us we should have a right attitude to choose love, and not follow blindly.
All in all, you have done a good job.
Maria。