KISS Hao Meili:
Sorry, I misspelled Miss as Kiss. I kissed you by accident, really sorry.
I was originally a decent young man from a good family, a proper youth, and have always maintained a lofty posture before girls—head high, chest out, eyes looking straight ahead. People even gave me the fine nickname "the overly arrogant young man." Yet today, unable to suppress the passion in my heart, sitting up by a lonely lamp at night, feeding my blood to mosquitoes and flies, racking my brains and exhausting my thoughts,
wearing out my spirit and hurting my mind, I am writing you this love letter. Alas, it's all your fault.
As the ancients said, "A lovely smile, beautiful eyes glancing about." So a beauty must smile, and smile charmingly; beautiful eyes must glance about,
looking all around so that every man nearby feels you are looking at him. From what I have observed, your smile and your glances both perfectly show that you are indeed a beauty. Logically, if you smile, that is your business—what has it to do with me? But somehow you keep smiling at me! The moment you smile, my soul is hooked away and my spirit called off. My body sits in the classroom, but my heart has long slipped out to dance with your beautiful eyes; my eyes are fixed on the textbook, but my mind has already ridden off roaming on your charming smile. By the time the hours quietly slip away and I suddenly wake up, I find I haven't read the textbook, haven't reviewed my notes, haven't even memorized the vocabulary—alas, not a single thing accomplished! Sadly, regret comes too late. I think this is your fault for harming me.
As the saying goes, "Every debt has its owner, every grievance its source," so of course I must come collect from you. Thus, regardless of ruining my fine name as "the overly arrogant young man,"
I have decided to court you. Pursuing you is my way of collecting this debt from you.
Traditional Chinese thinking speaks of "a talented scholar matched with a beautiful lady." Though I am no talented scholar, you truly are a beauty, so in principle I should not have the impertinence to disturb you. But then I thought again: I am still young, and perhaps in the future I may yet become a talented scholar. So for the moment I may as well temporarily put on the appearance of a quasi-scholar, and privately think that a quasi-scholar pursuing a beauty cannot really be considered an offense to the beauty. The ancients also said, "A graceful and virtuous lady is a fine match for a gentleman." You are a virtuous lady, and graceful too; and I have always regarded myself as an upright gentleman, so it is only proper that I pursue you. One cannot listen to the ancients completely, but one cannot ignore them either.
Although I have long cherished feelings of love and admiration for you, and my desire to collect this debt grows stronger by the day, I have still never dared to put it into action. Had I not once again happened upon the beauty yesterday, perhaps the affection of this lifetime would have drifted away with the wind. At that moment, you gave me a sweet smile, then lowered your head and brows and brushed past me, making one think at once of the line, "Most moving is that shy lowering of the head, like a narcissus flower unable to withstand the tenderness of the cool breeze." After that, I went back to the lab to read, only to run into a fellow student there being all lovey-dovey with his girlfriend, so I had no choice but to leave and find a seat at Sipailou. I took out my books and opened my notes, but again I could not help recalling the record of meeting a beauty on campus just now. At once my thoughts ran wild, my heart wandered and my spirit drifted, and very quickly I reached a state of perfection, seeing the books before me as if they did not exist. So in my heart I let out a long sigh: "Fine, fine, fine—let Hao Meili harm me one more time!" When you see this letter, you will be seeing the most direct evidence of your harming me. I think you have harmed me deeply and owe me greatly. If I still take no action toward you, I would truly be unworthy of being a man, wearing whiskers in vain—not only letting myself down, but also letting you down, and letting down those many intoxicating charming smiles you gave
me.
If it turns out to be "I mean to pluck the flower, but the flower refuses," I will still take it calmly. Matters of feeling never admit the slightest coercion. It is only that the debt you owe me will probably have "its due date endlessly distant and hopelessly unseen." Never mind if you do not repay it. I am by nature a generous man, certainly not some evil landlord like Huang Shiren who insists on collecting every debt. Besides, I know that the greatest advantage of being a woman is that when a woman owes a man a debt, she can choose not to repay it.
If you feel that I am still worth getting acquainted with, please meet me this Saturday evening at 7:00 by the Mandarin Duck Pond at "Old Lu Teahouse."
May I remind the young lady that if there should be any reception arrangements along the way, they are entirely fake. Please take bus No. 1 yourself, get off at the Keda stop, and walk 200 meters inward and you will arrive.
At that time I shall be wearing a green suit on top, red shorts below, a small melon-skin cap on my head, and a pair of high boots on my feet,
holding a copy of <> in my left hand and a scroll of <> in my right. Please remember all these identifying features well, and do not mistake someone else for me.
In addition, I shall also bring along a packet of "PTG." This is a specialty from beyond the frontier, a rare exotic treasure. It contains eighteen kinds of vitamins and twenty-four trace elements, and has the effects of nourishing yin and strengthening yang, protecting the liver and fortifying the spleen, relaxing the channels and opening the collaterals, invigorating the blood and dispersing stasis, preserving beauty and enhancing the complexion, and prolonging life.
Taken regularly, it can make the skin fair with a rosy glow, setting one apart from others. Limited quantity available; if you wish to try it, act quickly, and do not miss this rare chance!
I think that a girl as beautiful and kind, gentle and considerate, understanding and thoughtful as you certainly would not reveal this letter of mine to anyone else, much less take it out to show off, right? That so-called tiny little fragile self-respect of mine is all in your hands,
and I hope you will not damage it. Many thanks, many thanks.
With this
the most sacred and most reverent salute a man can offer a woman!
One more request: please keep to one-on-one contact, guard carefully against exposure, and be extremely cautious!
Sorry, I misspelled Miss as Kiss. I kissed you by accident, really sorry.
I was originally a decent young man from a good family, a proper youth, and have always maintained a lofty posture before girls—head high, chest out, eyes looking straight ahead. People even gave me the fine nickname "the overly arrogant young man." Yet today, unable to suppress the passion in my heart, sitting up by a lonely lamp at night, feeding my blood to mosquitoes and flies, racking my brains and exhausting my thoughts,
wearing out my spirit and hurting my mind, I am writing you this love letter. Alas, it's all your fault.
As the ancients said, "A lovely smile, beautiful eyes glancing about." So a beauty must smile, and smile charmingly; beautiful eyes must glance about,
looking all around so that every man nearby feels you are looking at him. From what I have observed, your smile and your glances both perfectly show that you are indeed a beauty. Logically, if you smile, that is your business—what has it to do with me? But somehow you keep smiling at me! The moment you smile, my soul is hooked away and my spirit called off. My body sits in the classroom, but my heart has long slipped out to dance with your beautiful eyes; my eyes are fixed on the textbook, but my mind has already ridden off roaming on your charming smile. By the time the hours quietly slip away and I suddenly wake up, I find I haven't read the textbook, haven't reviewed my notes, haven't even memorized the vocabulary—alas, not a single thing accomplished! Sadly, regret comes too late. I think this is your fault for harming me.
As the saying goes, "Every debt has its owner, every grievance its source," so of course I must come collect from you. Thus, regardless of ruining my fine name as "the overly arrogant young man,"
I have decided to court you. Pursuing you is my way of collecting this debt from you.
Traditional Chinese thinking speaks of "a talented scholar matched with a beautiful lady." Though I am no talented scholar, you truly are a beauty, so in principle I should not have the impertinence to disturb you. But then I thought again: I am still young, and perhaps in the future I may yet become a talented scholar. So for the moment I may as well temporarily put on the appearance of a quasi-scholar, and privately think that a quasi-scholar pursuing a beauty cannot really be considered an offense to the beauty. The ancients also said, "A graceful and virtuous lady is a fine match for a gentleman." You are a virtuous lady, and graceful too; and I have always regarded myself as an upright gentleman, so it is only proper that I pursue you. One cannot listen to the ancients completely, but one cannot ignore them either.
Although I have long cherished feelings of love and admiration for you, and my desire to collect this debt grows stronger by the day, I have still never dared to put it into action. Had I not once again happened upon the beauty yesterday, perhaps the affection of this lifetime would have drifted away with the wind. At that moment, you gave me a sweet smile, then lowered your head and brows and brushed past me, making one think at once of the line, "Most moving is that shy lowering of the head, like a narcissus flower unable to withstand the tenderness of the cool breeze." After that, I went back to the lab to read, only to run into a fellow student there being all lovey-dovey with his girlfriend, so I had no choice but to leave and find a seat at Sipailou. I took out my books and opened my notes, but again I could not help recalling the record of meeting a beauty on campus just now. At once my thoughts ran wild, my heart wandered and my spirit drifted, and very quickly I reached a state of perfection, seeing the books before me as if they did not exist. So in my heart I let out a long sigh: "Fine, fine, fine—let Hao Meili harm me one more time!" When you see this letter, you will be seeing the most direct evidence of your harming me. I think you have harmed me deeply and owe me greatly. If I still take no action toward you, I would truly be unworthy of being a man, wearing whiskers in vain—not only letting myself down, but also letting you down, and letting down those many intoxicating charming smiles you gave
me.
If it turns out to be "I mean to pluck the flower, but the flower refuses," I will still take it calmly. Matters of feeling never admit the slightest coercion. It is only that the debt you owe me will probably have "its due date endlessly distant and hopelessly unseen." Never mind if you do not repay it. I am by nature a generous man, certainly not some evil landlord like Huang Shiren who insists on collecting every debt. Besides, I know that the greatest advantage of being a woman is that when a woman owes a man a debt, she can choose not to repay it.
If you feel that I am still worth getting acquainted with, please meet me this Saturday evening at 7:00 by the Mandarin Duck Pond at "Old Lu Teahouse."
May I remind the young lady that if there should be any reception arrangements along the way, they are entirely fake. Please take bus No. 1 yourself, get off at the Keda stop, and walk 200 meters inward and you will arrive.
At that time I shall be wearing a green suit on top, red shorts below, a small melon-skin cap on my head, and a pair of high boots on my feet,
holding a copy of <> in my left hand and a scroll of <> in my right. Please remember all these identifying features well, and do not mistake someone else for me.
In addition, I shall also bring along a packet of "PTG." This is a specialty from beyond the frontier, a rare exotic treasure. It contains eighteen kinds of vitamins and twenty-four trace elements, and has the effects of nourishing yin and strengthening yang, protecting the liver and fortifying the spleen, relaxing the channels and opening the collaterals, invigorating the blood and dispersing stasis, preserving beauty and enhancing the complexion, and prolonging life.
Taken regularly, it can make the skin fair with a rosy glow, setting one apart from others. Limited quantity available; if you wish to try it, act quickly, and do not miss this rare chance!
I think that a girl as beautiful and kind, gentle and considerate, understanding and thoughtful as you certainly would not reveal this letter of mine to anyone else, much less take it out to show off, right? That so-called tiny little fragile self-respect of mine is all in your hands,
and I hope you will not damage it. Many thanks, many thanks.
With this
the most sacred and most reverent salute a man can offer a woman!
One more request: please keep to one-on-one contact, guard carefully against exposure, and be extremely cautious!
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