What's next?Ever since i was a little girl, I embrace a romantic dream about my future-- When and where would i encounter my Mr. Right; what would he look like? What would he say to me when he proposals to me? And how about my beatiful wedding dress?

What's next?Ever since i was a little girl, I embrace a romantic dream about my future-- When and where would i encounter my Mr. Right; what would he look like? What would he say to me when he proposals to me? And how about my beatiful wedding dress?
What's next?
Ever since i was a little girl, I embrace a romantic dream about my future-- When and where would i encounter my Mr. Right; what would he look like? What would he say to me when he proposals to me? And how about my beatiful wedding dress? How about the outdoor barbeque wedding party? How about my sweet sweet honeymoon?
Although HE didn't show up for 25 years, i am not worried at all. On the contrary, i enjoy designing different editions of these important and special occations in my life when i'm free or when i finish watching a romance. Whenever i see bad tempers of young ladies or the inresponsibility and carelessness of young men, i tell myself--No, none of these inperfect things would happen to me or my lover. But now, i feel like a little child who has already get a present from Sanda Clause. i am HOLDING the gift of the year right in my hand -- NO MORE daydreaming, NO MORE uncertainty. Guess what i'm ganna do next? I WON'T open it! I don't dare to OPEN it. cause i've beening waiting for it for 25 years, it is so special to me that i can not accpect any disappointment. Time is passing with each hitting of the keyboard, i'm gettingmore nervous... Besides, without my sweet dream of Mr. Right, what to expect next? @_@

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What's next?Ever since i was a little girl, I embrace a romantic dream about my future-- When and where would i encounter my Mr. Right; what would he look like? What would he say to me when he proposals to me? And how about my beatiful wedding dress?
从我还是小女孩起,我就对我的未来有一个浪漫的幻想--我会在什么时候什么地点遇到我的白马王子呢?他长得怎样呢?他跟我求婚的时候会对我说什么呢?我的婚纱会怎样,室外烧烤婚礼又如何,甜蜜的蜜月又会是什么样子,这一系列问题都萦绕在我脑海里.
尽管这25年来他都一直没出现,我却一点也不担心.相反,只要我一有时间或者一看完一部浪漫片,我就开始享受幻想我生命中那些重要而又特殊的场合,而且还是不同的版本.凡是当我看到脾气不好的年轻女士或不负责任且粗枝大叶的年轻男人,我就会对自己说--不,不,这些不完美的事情绝对不会发生在我或者我所爱的人身上.但是现在,我感觉自己像个小孩子,刚刚得到一份圣诞老人送的礼物.我把今年的礼物握在手心里--不再做白日梦,不再半信半疑.猜猜我接下来会干什么呢?我不会打开它.我不在乎,因为我都已经等了25年了,对于我而言我不会再有失望,这一点显得如此的特别.在我敲打键盘的时候,时间一点点流逝,我变得更加紧张...除此以外,没有了我那关于白马王子的甜美的梦,我还有什么还期待的?