前駐足。它是那樣明亮，那樣與眾不同。於是，他笑了。他將它揀起，拋向大海，之後，久久地凝望，像是有過一段溫柔的思緒。他不知她曾經來過。
他把她趕走後，憂鬱的秋日隨之而來。她躲在一棵樹後，親吻著一片飄落在自己髮間的樹葉，偷偷地望著他，而他沒有察覺。她輕輕地將葉子放在如鏡的湖面，讓它接受九月秋風的撫摸。風吹向他，攜帶著那片葉子，上面滿是她心中的溫暖。他對停在腳下的葉子揚起微笑，卻不明白為什麼覺得應該揀起那片疲憊的樹葉，放入懷中再給它溫暖。他不知她曾經來過。
那個晚冬，她的生命走到了盡頭，而他卻毫不知情。一片絲綢和銀片般柔軟純潔的雪花，飄落在他的睫毛上，他微笑地看著彩虹般的七彩水滴滑落，不知道為什麼，甚至包括這微笑，他都想要落淚。他永遠也不會知道，她曾經來過。
這是一個有些悽美的故事。愛，隱在深處，默默地付出，從來不考慮回報，為的只是讓對方幸福、快樂。這就是愛，真愛，是一種奉獻、一種實際行動。愛雖無聲，卻深深入心。
The Silent Love
Anonymous
That bright springtime； when they loved each other； she had scattered without him knowing it the branch full of bitter white of a cherry tree in bloom and a delicate petal had slipped； like randomly； in the envelope with the love letter。 The petal had faded away before reaching the end of the long way； leaving behind it only a little spring perfume that made him smile like one does to a mild memory。 And he didn’t know that she had been。
Next summer； when； for missing him too much； she had gotcloser without him knowing it。 She was hiding only to send to him the call of love in that shell she had so long warmed up in her hands before making it roll over； down to his feet。 The hesitating steps leaving melancholic traces on the sand had stopped near the pearly shell； brighter and so much different from all the others； and smiling； he had picked it up and thrown it in the sea watching long after it； as after a tender thought。 And he didn’t know that she had been。
The sad autumn that followed； after he had driven her away。 She was watching him from behind a tree without him knowing it and； kissing the falling leaf that had stopped in her hair。 She had laid it on the water mirror slightly touched by the mild September wind； blowing it towards him with all warmth of her heart。 He had smiled to t