The Salty Coffee

    He met her at a party. She was so outstanding， many guys chasing after her， while he was so normal， nobody paid attention to him.

    At the end of the party， he invited her to have coffee with him， she was surprised but due to being polite， she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop， he was too nervous to say anything， she felt uncomfortable， and she thought to herself， “Please， let me go home……”

    Suddenly he asked the waiter， “Would you please give me some salt？ I'd like to put it in my coffee.” Everybody stared at him， so strange！ His face turned red but still， he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously， “Why you have this hobby？” He replied， “When I was a little boy， I lived near the sea， I liked playing in the sea， I could feel the taste of the sea， just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee， I always think of my childhood， think of my hometown， I miss my hometown so much， I miss my parents who are still living there.” While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. That's his true feeling， from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesickness， he must be a man who loves home， cares about home， has responsibility of home…… Then she also started to speak， spoke about her faraway hometown， her childhood， her family.

    That was a really nice talk， also a beautiful beginning of their story. They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands； he had tolerance， was kind hearted， warm， careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him！ Thanks to his salty coffee！ Then the story was just like every beautiful love story， the princess married to the prince， and then they were living the happy life…… And， every time she made coffee for him， she put some salt in the coffee， as she knew that's the way he liked it.

    After 40 years， he passed away， left her a letter which said， “My dearest， please forgive me， forgive my whole life's lie. This was the only lie I said to you － the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated？ I was so nervous at that time， actually I wanted some sugar， but I said salt. It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication！ I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life， but I was too afraid to do that， as I have promised not to lie to you for anything…… Now I'm dying， I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth， I don't like the salty coffee， what a strange bad taste…… But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life！ Since I knew you， I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time， still want to know you and have you for my whole life， even though I have to drink the salty coffee again.”

    Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday， someone asked her， “What's the taste of salty coffee？” She replied， “It's sweet.”

    Pass this to everyone because love is not to forget but to forgive， not to see but understand， not to hear but to listen， not to let go but HOLD ON！�。�

    在一個(gè)舞會(huì)上他遇見(jiàn)她，她那么出眾，許多男孩追求她。他卻這么普通，沒(méi)人注意他。

    舞會(huì)結(jié)束后，他邀請(qǐng)她去喝咖啡，她有些驚奇，但，出于禮貌，還是答應(yīng)了他。他們坐在一家典雅的咖啡廳，他非常緊張，她卻并不覺(jué)得浪漫，一心在想，“ 請(qǐng)讓我回家吧……”

    突然他對(duì)服務(wù)員說(shuō)，“請(qǐng)給我一點(diǎn)鹽好嗎？ 我要把它加在我的咖啡里。” 咖啡廳里每個(gè)人都驚奇地看著他。他的臉紅了，卻很鎮(zhèn)靜。他把鹽放入咖啡中，并喝咖啡。她好奇地問(wèn)他，“你怎么有這樣的嗜好？” 他回答，“ 小時(shí)候我住得離大海很近，我喜歡在海里玩，感覺(jué)大海的滋味，就象這鹽咖啡的味道。現(xiàn)在，每當(dāng)我喝鹽咖啡，我總是想起我的童年，我的故鄉(xiāng)，我思念我依然生活在那里的父母。” 他說(shuō)到這些，眼淚涌了出來(lái)。她深深地感動(dòng)了，

    那是發(fā)自他心底的真情一個(gè)能夠說(shuō)出思鄉(xiāng)病的男人，一定是一個(gè)愛(ài)家，對(duì)家有責(zé)任感的人……隨后，她也開(kāi)始說(shuō)起自己遙遠(yuǎn)的家鄉(xiāng)，她的童年，她的家庭。

    那真是一次美好的約會(huì)，也是他們故事的一個(gè)美麗開(kāi)端。從那以后，他們繼續(xù)約會(huì)。她發(fā)現(xiàn)事實(shí)上他是一個(gè)能滿足她要求的男人：他善良，善于忍受，給人以溫暖，又心細(xì)。他真是一個(gè)好人，她有時(shí)非常思念起他來(lái)！ 真要謝謝他的鹽咖啡！

    后來(lái)，正像每一個(gè)美麗的愛(ài)情故事，這個(gè)公主嫁給了這個(gè)王子。他們過(guò)著幸福的生活……并且，每次為他煮咖啡，她都加上鹽，因?yàn)樗�喜歡。

    四十年后他去世了，留給她一封信，信中寫(xiě)道，“親愛(ài)的，請(qǐng)?jiān)�諒��。原諒我這說(shuō)了一生的謊言。這是我對(duì)你唯一撒謊的一次——就是鹽咖啡。記得第一次約會(huì)嗎，那時(shí)我太緊張了，其實(shí)我想要一些糖，但卻說(shuō)成了鹽。當(dāng)時(shí)我覺(jué)得難以改口，只好順其自然，卻怎么也沒(méi)想到那會(huì)是我們交往的開(kāi)始！ 在后來(lái)有許多次，我都想告訴你事實(shí)真相，但是我有點(diǎn)害怕，因?yàn)榇饝?yīng)過(guò)你事事要說(shuō)真話�，F(xiàn)在我快要去了，我不怕了。所以告訴你，我不喜歡鹽咖啡，那味道真是差極了……但是我卻喝了一生。自從我認(rèn)識(shí)你，為你做的事，我從不后悔。在我一生中，擁有你是我最大的幸福。如果我能活第二回，我仍想與你結(jié)識(shí)，并和你在一起，即使再讓我喝鹽咖啡。”

    她的淚水把信紙全弄濕了。后來(lái)一天，有人問(wèn)起她，“鹽咖啡味道怎樣？”“味道好極了！” 她回答。