Shakespeare’s poems are as follows:
1. It is better to be despicable
It is better to be despicable than to bear the false reputation of being despicable, when our innocence is clouded It is an injustice when legitimate entertainment is abused by people who do not understand our feelings and only rely on prejudice.
Why do other people’s hypocritical and obscene eyes have the right to praise or slander my active blood? Why do people who are worse than me, who specialize in detecting my weaknesses, wantonly slander what I think is good?
I am who I am, and they slander me. They can only promote their own despicability: I am upright, but their vision is evil; how can such bad intentions be worthy of criticizing me? Unless they persist in this confused heresy: evil is human nature, and it is evil that rules the world.
2. Love is an everlasting beacon
I will never admit that there will be any obstacles to the union of two true hearts; love is not true love if it changes as soon as it sees someone change. Take the helm, or leave as soon as you see someone turning.
Oh, never! Love is an eternal beacon, it stares at the storm but remains unmoved; love is a star that guides the lost boat. You can measure how high it is, but its value is infinite.
Love is not played by time, although beauty and white teeth will inevitably suffer the poisonous hands of time; love is not changed by fleeting changes, it stands tall until the end of the world.
If what I say is wrong and it is proven to be untrue, even if I have not written poetry, no one has ever truly loved.
3. How can I compare you to summer?
How can I compare you to summer? Not only are you more lovely than it, but you are also more gentle than it. The strong wind has trampled the tender buds of May, so the period of summer's release is too short. Sometimes the eyes of the sky shine too brightly, and its dazzling golden face is often obscured, destroyed by chance or the impermanent way of heaven, and no beauty will eventually wither or be destroyed.
But your long summer will never wither, nor will you lose your bright red fragrance, or Death will boast that you are wandering in his shadow. When you live with time in immortal poetry, as long as there are humans, or as long as humans have eyes, this poetry will last forever and give you life.
4. Your love and compassion erase the worldly ridicule and slander. Your love and compassion erase the worldly ridicule and slander, the mark of shame on my forehead; the slander and slander of others. What does it have to do with me that you both praise my good and conceal my evil!
You are my whole universe, I must work hard. Hear from your mouth my honor and my disgrace; I regard others, and others me, as dead, and who can change my hard-heartedness to good or evil? I threw all other people's opinions into the abyss, so pure that I was like a deaf snake, turning a deaf ear to their flattery or slander.
Please listen to how I forgive my indifference: You are so deeply rooted in my heart that in the whole world, except for you, I think I am dead.
5. When forty winters besiege your beautiful face
When forty winters besiege your beautiful face, dig deep trenches in your beautiful garden, your youthful beauty Your gorgeous clothes, so envied by others, will turn into tattered rags, and no one will want to look at them: if people ask you then where your beauty lies, where is the treasure of your youth, you will say, "In my deep-set eyes, There is greedy shame and useless praise in your eyes. "
Your beautiful use will be more worthy of praise. If you can say, "I, this Ningxin child, will settle my account and forgive me." Boss, "prove that his beauty is inherited from your bloodline!" This will rejuvenate you in your twilight years and refresh your cold blood.