事实证明，我家小汤姆是个富裕的小汤姆。 我说他穷，他不服~

他用他的行动很好的给我打了一耳光！

改了时间，改了戒指！

然后让我给他求婚！


呵呵呵，我的小汤姆是个会魔法的小汤姆~

你说带我去飞行 在热气球里

To. 汤汤

This Story We Call it GUESS HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU

Little Nutbrown Hare, who was going to bed, held on tight to Big Nutbrown Hare’s very long ears.

He wanted to be sure that Big Nutbrown Hare was listening.

"Guess how much I love you," he said.

"Oh, I don’t think I could guess that," said Big Nutbrown Hare.

"This much," said Little Nutbrown Hare, stretching out his arms as wide as they could go.

Big Nutbrown Hare had even longer arms.

"But I love YOU this much," he said.

Hmm, that is a lot, thought Little Nutbrown Hare.

"I love you as high as I can reach," said Little Nutbrown Hare.

"I love you as high as I can reach," said Big Nutbrown Hare.

That is quite high, thought Little Nutbrown Hare. I wish I had arms like that.

Then Little Nutbrown Hare had a good idea, He tumbled upside down and reached up the tree trunk with his feet.

"I love you all the way up to my toes!" he said.

"And I love you all the way up to your toes," said Big Nutbrown Hare, swinging him up over his head.

"I love you as high as I can HOP!" laughed Little Nutbrown Hare, bouncing up and down.

"But I love you as high as I can hop," smiled Big Nutbrown Hare and he hopped so high that his ears touched the branches above.

That’s good hopping, thought Little Nutbrown Hare. I wish I could hop like that.

"I love you all the way down the lane as far as the river," cried Little Nutbrown Hare.

"I love you across the river and over the hills," said Big Nutbrown Hare.

That’s very far, though Little Nutbrown Hare. He was almost too sleepy to think any more.

Then he looked beyond the thorn bushes, out into the big dark night. Nothing could be further than the sky.

"I love you right up to the MOON," he said, and closed his eyes.

"Oh, that’s far," said Big Nutbrown Hare.

"That is very far."

Big Nutbrown Hare settled Little Nutbrown Hare into his bed of leaves.

He leaned over and kissed him good night.

Then he lay down close by and whispered with a smile, "I love you right up to the moon——AND BACK."



BY: 汤姆

02.01.2016

P.S. 送给汤汤的睡前故事

祝幸福，好好在一起比什么都重要.

早啊小丢丢~早啊小汤姆！我又伴着劲爆的音乐起床了!

早安汤汤！梦见汤汤统治世界了

(GUESS HOW MUCH I LOVE U )

爱的高度，单纯的思维。

面对父母亲，我们总是不懂怎么去表达爱。

我爱我爸爸，我爱我妈妈，但是从来都不会说。不知道怎么说。

猜猜我有多爱你，父母亲对孩子的爱，肯定会比你想象的要多得多。

喜欢这样的书，喜欢小汤姆讲的这个故事。


让我想起了小时候爸爸总摸着我的头说：姐去学校要记得多喝水，天冷要记得穿衣。
妈妈总是把家里好吃的留着给我。
而奶奶到现在95岁了最宠的还是我。

虽然他们从未说过爱我。但我却知道这是人世间最美好的爱、

满满的温暖。都是因为爱。

This story is simple,

But it effectively shows The Love The two SHARE for each other.

我的小汤姆脑袋瓜里究竟装了啥，

不是梦到我查杀就是梦到我统治世界。

也是醉了！！

早安我的小汤姆，可以睡觉了吗？

汤汤今天失眠，束手无策的足球只能悄悄地溜来写睡前故事



To. 汤汤

This story is written for young wizards and witches. It is as familiar to many of the students at Hogwarts as Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty are to Muggle(non-magical) children.

We Call it THE FOUNTAIN OF FAIR FORTUNE

High on a hill in an enchanted garden, enclosed by tall walls and protected by strong magic, flowed the Fountain of Fair Fortune.

Once a year, between the hours of sunrise and sunset on the longest day, a single unfortunate was given the chance to fight their way to the Fountain, bathe in its waters and receive Fair Fortune for evermore.

On the appointed day, hundreds of people travelled from all over the Kingdom to reach the garden walls before dawn. Male and Female, rich and poor, young and old, of magical means and without, they gathered in the darkness, each hoping that they would be the one to gain entrance to the garden.

Three witches, each with her burden of woe, met on the outskirts of the crowd, and told one another their sorrows as they waited for sunrise.

The first, by name Asha, was sick of malady no Healer could cure. She hoped that the Fountain would banish her symptoms and grant her a long and happy life.

The second, by name Altheda, had been robbed of her home, her gold and her wand by an evil sorcerer. She hoped that the Fountain might relieve her of powerlessness and poverty.

The third, by name Amata, had been deserted by a man whom she loved dearly, and she thought her heart would never mend. She hoped that the Fountain would relieve her of her grief and longing.

Pitying each other, the three women agreed that, should the chance befall them, they would unite and try to reach the Fountain together.

The sky was rent with the first ray of sun, and a chink in the wall opened. The crowd surged forward, each of them shrieking their claim for the Fountains’s benison. Creepers from the garden beyond snaked through the pressing mass, and twisted themselves around the first witch, Asha. She grasped the wrist of the second witch, Altheda, who seized tight upon the robes of the third witch, Amata.

And Amata became caught upon the armour of a dismal-looking knight who was seated on a bone-thin horse.

The creepers tugged the three witches through the chink in the wall, and the knight was dragged off his steed after them.

The furious screams of the disappointed throng rose upon the morning air, then fell silent as the garden walls sealed once more.