This life is the crossing of a seaWhere we meet in the same narrow shipIn death we reach the shore and go to our different worlds —— Tagore Life is just like a trainAnd time is like the railwayWhen I got on the trainIt won't stop but go
This time, I'd like to have a happy ending without you.A long time ago,You loved a man,U gave up your own voice,even your ownlife.He still married a young lady.YesHe was sillyHe could not figure out which girl was the one -he truely loved You were silly, the silliest oneOnce u talke
Sorry, for regreting again and yet again.You have to let him gofrom ur eyes,ur mind,and the most ur heart.However,once u met him u cant make ur eyes be away from him, u're sillyu've said that u would move onbut u cant stop thinking of him U hate yourself because she looks like a cow
When spring comesYou open your eyesTo wake up, and by such dreaming highWhen summer comesYou lift me to the skyTo enjoy the sunshine, and the silk moonlightWhen autumn comesYou weep in the midnightTo mourn, for the days flash byWhen winter comesYou forego your mortal lifeTo heaven,
You are sitting in a classroom on a warm spring day,listening to a history lecture. But the windows are open, and outdoors the birds are singing and the trees are budding. The urge to gaze out the window is irresistible, and you think about what it would be like to be out there, sit
Do not go gentle into that good night,不要温顺地走进长夜，Old age should burn and rave at close of day;燃烧吧，老年人，在日暮之际纵情的狂欢Rage, rage against the dying of the light.要对正在消逝的光怒不可遏Though wise men at their end know dark is right,睿智的人终究会明白，黑暗的存在自有道理Because their words had forked no lightning they因为他
