There is an urgent need for a sad foreign poem, preferably four paragraphs, thank you!

Shakespeare

We need a lot of natural beauties,

Let the beautiful roses never fade,

But the blooming flowers should be carved in time,

You should give your memory to a fragile heir;

But you, only with your bright eyes,

Feed yourself as fuel for the flame in your eyes,

It's too hard to fight against yourself,

Turn fertile land into wasteland.

You are now a fresh ornament on the earth,

It is also the only striker in Jinxiu Yangchun.

Why bury Fuyuan in the bud,

Gentle bitch, stingy, but save it?

Have pity on the world, otherwise, greedy husband,

Swallow a part of the world from you and the grave.

When forty winters surround your rosy cheeks,

Dig a deep ditch in your beautiful garden,

Your clothes when you were young, so enviable,

Will become a rags, who also don't see:

At that time, if someone asked you what your beauty was,

Where is the treasure of your youth,

You said, "In my sunken eyes,

Is the shame of greed, and useless praise. "

Your beautiful use will be even more commendable,

If you can say, "I am a lovely child.

Will sum up my account and forgive my old age. "

Prove that his beauty comes from your blood!

This will help you recover in your old age,

Bring your cold blood back to life.

Look in the mirror and tell you the face in the mirror.

Said this pang should be another pair now;

If you don't rebuild it soon,

Deceive the world and deprive the mother of happiness.

Because where can a woman be so virtuous?

Her virgin doesn't want to be raised by you?

Where is a stupid and willing person?

Be your own grave, not your own blood?

You are your mother's mirror, on yourself.

She called back her best wheatgrass April:

Similarly, from the window of your old age, you will see-

Wrinkled face-your golden years.

But if you live and don't want to be remembered,

When you die alone, your portrait will be with you.

Handsome prodigal son, why do you want to let your share?

The beautiful legacy is exhausted on yourself?

Nature's gift is not given, she just rents it;

She is generous and only rents it to generous people.

So, beautiful bitch, why abuse it?

What about the gift you gave to others?

Why do loan sharks lose money?

You can't live with such a large sum of money?

Because you only deal with yourself,

It's like deceiving your charming self.

In that case, what account do you take to explain,

When nature calls you back to her arms and lies down.

Your unused beauty will go to the grave with you;

Use it. You live to carry out your will.