my wound ~ 我的伤口

Most Beautiful Heart
One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart.

Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, “Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine.”

The crowd and the young man looked at the old man’s heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn’t fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing.

The people stared — how can he say his heart is more beautiful, they thought? The young man looked at the old man’s heart and saw its state and laughed.

“You must be joking,” he said. “Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears.”

“Yes,” said the old man, “Yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love – I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren’t exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared. “Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart
away, and the other person hasn’t returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges — giving love is taking a chance.

Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?”

The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man,
reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands.

The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man’s heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges. The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man’s heart flowed into his. They embraced and walked away side by side.

for someone who could go out and have fun with you, would you consider her a friend?? i feel that a person who could share painful times with me is a much more suitable friend.

friendship and love relationship are very similar. very fragile and needs a lot of care. good friends need not be declare soulfully to each other. but when a friendship is under the attack of a gossip-monger or a trouble maker, the nature of the friendship is laid out stark clear for all to see – it either crumbles to pieces or stands solid.

the wound you gave me had hurt very badly before. but now, the wound has mended. although there is a scar now, it is almost like a decoration on my heart. i have moved on. thank you for the lesson you have given me on life. thank you.

最美丽的心
一天,一青年站在城镇的市中心宣称自己拥有全世界最完美的心。镇上的人围观也赞同了他的心是完美、无瑕疵的。年轻人很自豪而开始大肆炫耀自己的一颗完美的心。

忽然,一位老年人站了出来,说到:“你的心没我的心美。”

围观者和年轻人看了老人的心。那颗心强而有力地跳动着,但是一颗心却是伤痕累累的,还有多处是被取出而补上了不吻合的另一块,把边上弄的凹凸不平。不仅如此,还有多处是被挖掘出来而留下一个没被补上的孔。

围观者都目瞪口呆 – 他怎么说自己的心更好看呢??年轻人见到老人的心,笑了。

“你在和我开玩笑吧!!”他说。“与你那破破烂烂的心相比,我的心是完美无缺的。”

老人回答:“是的,你的心是完美无缺,但是我是不会与你交还的。你瞧,每一个伤疤是我挖掘出来的一分爱给别人。很多时候,他们也会从自己的心挖掘出一块让我补上那空缺。但是,由于两块的形状与大小不是完全吻合,所以才会凹凸不平。但是我珍惜那凹凸不平,因为它们提醒了我我与那人之间所分享过的爱。有时候,我付出了,但是那人未必把那块心还给我,所以才会有缺口。付出爱就象是一个赌注。”

老人继续到:“尽管这些缺口会隐隐作痛。它们没愈合,就敞开着,时时刻刻提醒对这些人的爱护。我希望有一天,这些人会回心转意,把一块心还给我,好让我填补缺口。现在你明白真正的美了吗?”

这时候,年轻人已被感动得泪流满面了。他走上前,伸手从自己那颗完美的心撕下一块,然后一颤抖的双手奉给老人。

老人接过了年轻人的那块心,放入了自己的心中,然后再从自己的心中掏出一块把年轻人心中的孔补上。是蛮吻合的,但是不是完全吻合,因为边上还是有点凹凸不平。年轻人看了看自己的心 – 不是完美无缺了,但是却更美丽了,因为爱从老人的心涌入了他的心中。他们互相拥抱,并肩而走了。

能与你玩闹至尽兴的人,能称做是你的朋友吗??我倒觉得,能与你分享痛苦的人才能称呼为朋友。

友情和爱情很相似。都是很脆弱,需要好好维系的。好朋友,不是用嘴说说就是的。在一些闲杂人员干扰和企图破坏的情况下,一段友情的本质完全显现出来 – 不是完全破灭就是能经历考验。

你给我的伤口之前很痛。但是现在伤口是愈合了。尽管伤疤还在,但是这伤疤是点缀我心。我已经在人生道路上继续我的旅程了。谢谢你的教诲。谢谢。

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10 Responses to my wound ~ 我的伤口

  1. Eileen says:

    That’s a very touching story..and very meaningful too! :) Indeed, treat this as a lesson learnt and move on! :)

  2. no_side says:

    what a wonderful story!!! Can i copy it to my site? I just want to share it with my friends. Thanks!!!

  3. YL says:

    Eileen: yeah… move on lor!! i wont die from not having that particular person as a friend. i still have my life to lead.

    no_side: no problem!! i copied the story from somewhere as well… but dunno where. that’s why i couldnt do the copyright crediting.

  4. nice story, love it.
    just like I once comment my mom’s hand so rough, she said “因为它有用。”

  5. YL says:

    yeah!!! i remember commenting on my mom’s rough hands as well… looks like all moms have similar replies!!! :D

  6. Gina says:

    aww. so sweet.

  7. Zara's mum says:

    Very nice story…
    But nowadays, I see a lot of people not dare to take the plunge, i.e. to love!

  8. YL says:

    yeah… coz most of the time, before they love someone as a lover or a friend or whoever, they would think first: what’s in it for me?? will this person hurt me?? i should know it well coz i always question: will this person hurt me??

  9. the diva says:

    My dear, I tagged you liao leh. Do lah, give face leh.

    Ermm… I’m not out to hurt you. The meme’s quite fun. :)

  10. YL says:

    diva say must do, so i do liao!! see!! i got give you a piece off my big fat face hor!!! :D

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