一封即将上战场的战士的情书（转帖）

connie

If I do not return, my dear Sarah, never forget how much I love you, nor that when my last breath escapes me on the battlefield, it will whisper your name.
Forgive my many faults and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless, how foolish I have sometimes been.
5 `' u% E; ]) D2 K2 h* ~4 EBut, oh Sarah!
# i8 O. m7 `! D# Z. ], ?5 q9 uIf the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they love, I shall always be with you in the brightest days and in the darkest nights. Always. Always.
. B$ q; _1 g/ G% G9 H6 D& S; g  CAnd when the soft breeze fans your cheeks, it shall be my breath; and as the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by.
Sarah, do not mourn me dead: Think I am gone and wait for me, for we shall meet again.

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Originally posted by connie at 2004-12-24 00:34:
6 U6 ]( q2 g, R" w1 `% r5 ~If I do not return, my dear Sarah, never forget how much I love you, nor that when my last breath escapes me on the battlefield, it will whisper your name.
# L* b3 {6 z' ~# s: IForgive my many faults and the many pain ...

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