2011年6月21日星期二

To Elizabeth

Such as rain in spring, I met you
One of your eyes a smile, like the flower in the most beautiful, so brilliant
Hear in the ear, the less a breeze soft soft sound
But much a low voice and polite whispers
All understand that accompany you to the last man not me
Your smile is still not bloom for me
All all ah, I know, I also and clear
But until now, I was persistent would not did not give up
Looking forward to the time the reversal of the hourglass
You can look back
Like your I
"I'm still new, but I hope that time to allow me to make up for ever fault." -George vi used to say.

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