Monday, April 25, 2011

A quote for peom

"The pure,the bright,the beautiful,
 That stirred our hearts in youth,
 The impulses to wordless prayer,
 The dreams of love and truth;
 The longing after something's lost ..."

  This is a part of poem that I see in someone's blog, I don't know the name of it, but I love it very much. We own many things, no matter what we are rich or poor. If something we get it very easy, we won't know the value of it, also don't care about it. But this is a bad behavior. Papers are not so important if we lose some, but what about all paper around the world are losing? What can we write on? Maybe you will say "Word"(Microsoft Office Word). But can we use "Word" to pack things, to make packing chest, to make gift beautiful? Of course not. So do you still thingk papers are important now? If we think like that, everything is important for us, we can't careless anything, so that we won't lose important things. The same as friends, some kinds of friends always like to find our disadvantage, always say we need to change somewhere. Sometines we may feel unhappy about that. But if we leave them, there will be no one tell us our mistakes, we won't be better and better, because no one tells us the truth. Good friends are can make us be better and better, this is real friends, not the person says you are good everyday.
  I can know many good things from this poem, it teaches me everything has their own value, everything is important in this world.
    




Don't let life fool with you, until the loss to know which is treasure

Monday, April 4, 2011

The Poem I Like

再别康桥    徐志摩               Good bye, Cambrige    Xu zhimo   

轻轻的我走了,                    Very quietly I take my leave,
正如我轻轻的来;                 As quietly as I came here;
我轻轻的招手,                    Ouietly I wave goodbye,                  
作别西天的云彩。                To the rosy clouds in the western sky.

   I like the part of this poem, though the mood of this part is really sad, the writer is going to leave the bridge that he likes best in his hometown, but he must leave it for somewhere else to find job because of socity at that time is really bad, so he writes this poem to present his sad mood. The way that writer uses in this poem is really beautiful, I can know writer's sad mood by myself easily but I like this sad mood, it can make my head relaxed and just feel like I stand in that beautiful bridge, see a young man wave goodbye to the clouds, sky becomes red, just like a picture. The sad mood make me feel nice.

                              

Sunday, April 3, 2011

My own poem


I always see your smile
In the early morning
in the afternoon
at night
Your eyes curved like the moon in the sky
But one day
Your smile suddenly disappeared
Where was it
I miss your smile