Love in the Air

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Love in the Air:
　　
　　-A sttroy which I picked up from the book "Ocean of Words@" written by Ha Jin
　　
　　You can never tell when love will arrive. You can just accept it, or, abandon it, but, you cannot predict it.
　　In Ha Jin's story "Love in the Air," A man (Kang) fell in love with a girl who he had never met in real life. Kang was then working in the station of the Regional Headquarters, everything was going on in a normal pace until one night when he was on turn, he happened to received messages which were too fast to answer, he found out the messages were sent out by a girl and she was considered as “golden fingers’ due to her rapid typing speed. He called her and he was too shy to talk more. But, he fell in love with that girl.
　　The whole story is represented by a distant voice on the phone and a telegraph message over the wire. But the telegraphic messages express the most important meaning: "The dots and dashes sounded like amorous messages inviting him to decode their secret meaning."
　　During the 1970s in China, a man fell in love with a girl whom he had never met before. He ended up with a sad ending, but, I was deeply touched, I cannot tell the reason, maybe, in current life, love is becoming more realistic, but less romantic.
　　
　　I did recall one of my old stories happened when I was still a colleague student. I was in deep depression by then, and I even tried to commit suicide, yes you can tell that I failed, but during that time, I received a letter from ta who I had never met but only talked via _emails before. Ta told me that ta was in love with me, and in fact I was in love with ta at the same time. I told my friends about this story which sounded Cray, but, love is crazy. Well, pity that we never manager to meet. But, it lies in my Briand and surely I will never remove it.
　　In the story, the distant messages and the ensuing emotional trials illustrate how people’s desires might overcome the most censorious of times and places. I hear my voice and see my steps from this story. Although I never consider it as a story, just as I never consider my love as story. Love is never a thing but a strong feeling that will never die.
　　Read it and love it.