【新編大學(xué)英語】（第二冊）Unit 1 C 愛之吻（1/5）

Every afternoon when I came on duty as the evening nurse, I would walk the halls of the nursing home, pausing at each door to chat and observe. Often, Kate and Chris, their big scrapbooks in their laps, would be reminiscing over the photos. Proudly, Kate showed me pictures of bygone years: Chris - tall, blond, handsome; kate pretty, dark-haired, laughing. Two young lovers smiling through the passing seasons. How lovely they looked now, sitting there, the light shining on their white heads, their time-wrinkled faces smiling at the memories of the years, caught and held forever in the scrapbooks. How little the young know of loving, I'd think. How foolish to think they have a monopoly on such a precious commodity. The old know what loving truly means; the young can only guess. Kate and Chris were always together - in the dinning room, the lounge, strolling around the big porches and lawns, always holding hands. As we staff members ate out evening meal, something Kate and Chris would walk slowly by the dining-room doors.