Sonnets 18
How can I compare you to summer?
Can I compare you to a summer day?
You are not only cuter than it, but also gentler than it.
You are cuter and gentler.
The strong wind humiliated the buds that might have been loved,
The wind shook the lovely buds of May,
The time limit for summertime accreditation is too short.
The lease in summer is too short.
The eyes in the sky can be too dazzling sometimes.
Sometimes the eye of heaven shines too hot,
Its shining golden face is often covered up.
His golden complexion often darkens,
Destroyed by accidental or impermanent heaven,
Every market sometimes declines,
There is no fragrance that is not ultimately withered or destroyed.
Accidental or natural processes of change are not pruned.
But your long summer will never fade.
But your eternal summer will not die,
I won't lose your bright red teeth.
Or lose the beauty you know,
Or death boasts that you wander in his shadow.
Death will not boast that you wander in his shadow,
When you are as long as an immortal poem
When you grow up in eternal lines of poetry,
As long as there are humans, or people have eyes,
As long as human beings can breathe and see,
This poem will live forever and give you life.
This is eternal, which gives you life.