1. Whenever you fight with her, it is your fault
2. When you think it might be her fault, reread rule 1
I write poems,mainly for the joy of my own.If they can also entertain others,that would be mostly exciting. Poems I write,are in English.Though I am a Chinese and not a native English speaker. I love Poem and English,as well as classical music and book reading.
2008年6月30日星期一
In love with symphony
Could not recall since when the word symphony and the music form came into to my life. But I do start to go to the concert hall more often.
The word, symphony, echoes another beautiful one, harmony, which indicates the essence of the music form. When instruments with differences so evident in tone and tempo start to sound simultaneously, you feel heartquaked. The musicians are so dedicated and devoted, and the audiences are embraced by the devotion and harmony. They are like drifting above the waves of music going high and low. The resonance of instruments sweeps everything off your mind. It takes you to a kingdom of total freedom and imagination. Your blood boils at the peak of a movement. You are shock like by electricity. And you want to move with the music.
You fall into symphony and you get to know more. sonata, concerto, allegro, adagio, etc. And you may definitely get to know another beautiful word, philharmonic. This word is formed by two parts, phil-, meaning love, and harmonic. So the meaning of the word is apparent: love harmony. To love music is to love harmony, the harmony of a single instrument, the harmony of all instruments playing at the same time.
Go to the concert hall more often, get to know more about symphony and deeper into harmony.
The word, symphony, echoes another beautiful one, harmony, which indicates the essence of the music form. When instruments with differences so evident in tone and tempo start to sound simultaneously, you feel heartquaked. The musicians are so dedicated and devoted, and the audiences are embraced by the devotion and harmony. They are like drifting above the waves of music going high and low. The resonance of instruments sweeps everything off your mind. It takes you to a kingdom of total freedom and imagination. Your blood boils at the peak of a movement. You are shock like by electricity. And you want to move with the music.
You fall into symphony and you get to know more. sonata, concerto, allegro, adagio, etc. And you may definitely get to know another beautiful word, philharmonic. This word is formed by two parts, phil-, meaning love, and harmonic. So the meaning of the word is apparent: love harmony. To love music is to love harmony, the harmony of a single instrument, the harmony of all instruments playing at the same time.
Go to the concert hall more often, get to know more about symphony and deeper into harmony.
Love doubles life
My love for you doubles each day,
Do you ever know
My little elf?
Insane we went for each other,
Though fight we had
The loving-you fight!
Our love grows,
In peace,
And zeal,
Even in tears, caring tears.
Tight we are bond to each other,
Here and there
Nothing can us part
For the love that’s bonding,
Endlessly doubles
And our lives embraces.
My life in you doubles each day,
Do you ever know
My little elf?
Do you ever know
My little elf?
Insane we went for each other,
Though fight we had
The loving-you fight!
Our love grows,
In peace,
And zeal,
Even in tears, caring tears.
Tight we are bond to each other,
Here and there
Nothing can us part
For the love that’s bonding,
Endlessly doubles
And our lives embraces.
My life in you doubles each day,
Do you ever know
My little elf?
标签:
Love,
non-English,
Poem
Before and now
Before, your hands I touch meticulously,
Mystery and wonder
They give
Now, your hands I hold passionately,
Warm and zeal
They feel
What before to now delivers,
One may wonder.
Yet searching
Not easy to answer
Touching your hands I desire
Holding them I dire.
Melting they my heart.
Before and now and forever!
Mystery and wonder
They give
Now, your hands I hold passionately,
Warm and zeal
They feel
What before to now delivers,
One may wonder.
Yet searching
Not easy to answer
Touching your hands I desire
Holding them I dire.
Melting they my heart.
Before and now and forever!
标签:
Love,
non-English,
Poem
Letter of fire
Careful!
This letter will be on fire!
Passion, will love be burning thy!
Behold!
Seeds of uneasiness have been grown,
In the soil, beneath the sea, high on sky!
Walking in thoughts of thou,
Desperate so.
Dreaming in world of thou,
Deep in fascination.
Oceans blowing breeze,
Roads taking my breath.
Thou art stealing,
My heart and possess.
Letter of fire,
Love in dire.
Burn, burn with fire, with thunder!
Burn into thy eyes, thy soul!
Smash the rocks,
Break the walls!
Spread the wing,
Soar up high.
Together we fly,
In the sky we tie.
Letter of love,
Burn with fire.
This letter will be on fire!
Passion, will love be burning thy!
Behold!
Seeds of uneasiness have been grown,
In the soil, beneath the sea, high on sky!
Walking in thoughts of thou,
Desperate so.
Dreaming in world of thou,
Deep in fascination.
Oceans blowing breeze,
Roads taking my breath.
Thou art stealing,
My heart and possess.
Letter of fire,
Love in dire.
Burn, burn with fire, with thunder!
Burn into thy eyes, thy soul!
Smash the rocks,
Break the walls!
Spread the wing,
Soar up high.
Together we fly,
In the sky we tie.
Letter of love,
Burn with fire.
标签:
Love,
non-English,
Poem
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