Sweet and Low 轻轻地,柔和地2014-10-04
Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep.
When You Loveby Aphra Behnwhen you Love, or speak of it,Make no serious matter ont,Twill make but subject for her witAnd gain her scorn in lieu of Grant.
Fire and Ice 火与冰2014-10-03
Fire and Ice Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what Ive tasted of desire, I hold with those who favor fire.
Daily Creed By John Grey Let me be a little kinder, Let me be a little blinder To the faults of those about me, Let me praise a little more.
Sound the Flute! Now its mute. Birds delight Day and Night. Nightingale In the dale, Lark in Sky Merrily Merrily Merrily to welcome in the Year. Little Boy Full of joy. Little Girl Sweet and small.
No person deserves your tears, and who deserves wont make you cry.
The last rose of summer夏日最后的玫瑰 Left blooming alone;独自绽放着;
1. I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you.
When will there be no more moon and spring flowers .
Very quietly I take my leave As quietly as I came here; Quietly I wave good-bye To the rosy clouds in the western sky.
A Red ,Red Rose 一朵红红的玫瑰2014-09-29
O my luve is like a red, red rose, Thats newly sprung in June; O my luve is like the melodie Thats sweetly played in tune.
Our first times are the ones I remember the most...
Build me a son, O Lord, who will be strong enough to know when he is weak, and brave enough to face himself when his afraid; one who will be proud and unbending in honest defeat, and humble and gentle in victory.
When I Am Dead, My Dearest 当我离开人间,最亲爱的2014-09-27
When I Am Dead, My Dearest Christina Georgina RossettiWhen I am dead, my dearst,Sing no sad songs for me;Plant thou no roses at my head,Nor shady cypress tree.
My flower of the day dropped its petals forgotten. In the evening it ripens into a golden fruit of memory.
一段来自树的遐想 Trees2014-09-26
I think that I shall J.Kilmernever see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest against the earths sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray.
Except Loves fires the virtue have To fright the frost out of the grave.
I like for you to be still It is as though you are absent And you hear me from far away And my voice does not touch you .
The Snow Man by Wallace StevensOne must have a mind of winter To regard the frost and the boughs Of the pine-trees crusted with snow; And have been cold a long time To behold the junipers shagged with ice, The spruces rough in the distant glitter.
The More Loving One 让我们成为更有爱心的人2014-09-24
How should we like it were stars to burn 倘若群星燃烧着关怀我们的激情, With a passion for us we could not return? 我们却无法回报,我们作何感想?
They throw their shadows before them who carry their lantern on their back.
雨天The Rainy Day2014-09-23
The Rainy DayHenry Wadsworth Longfellow

The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;It rains, and the wind is never weary.
Saying Good-bye to Cambridge Again Very quietly I take my leave As quietly as I came here.
It will move through the cycle, full moon and then crescent again, Calmly, beyond our wisdom, altering new to old.
The Rainy Day:雨天2014-09-22
The day is cold,and dark,and dreary; It rains,and the wind is never weary; The vine still clings to the moldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary.