Shakespeare's classic sonnets:
When you tried to light me up,
Put my achievements in contempt,
I will stand by your side and fight with myself,
Prove your virtue, though you swear.
I know my weaknesses best,
As far as you are concerned, I can write a story.
Hidden mistakes, I was attacked,
You will win more glory without me:
I will also benefit from it.
Because I pour all my love into you,
The damage I've done to myself,
Good for you, bad for me.
This is my love, I belong to you,
For your rights, I will bear all the mistakes.
When one day you decide to look down on me,
Measure my weight with contemptuous eyes,
I'll take your side and hit myself,
Prove your virtue, even if you have broken the alliance.
Since I know my weaknesses so well,
For your benefit, I will make up everything.
No one realizes the fault and slanders himself;
So that you can abandon me and get glory instead;
And I can also gain a lot from it;
Because all my feelings are inclined to you,
All the insults I provoked
If it's good for you, it's double for me.
I belong to you so sincerely, I love it so much,
For the sake of your good reputation, I am willing to bear all the slander.
Shakespeare's classic sonnets:
Said you abandoned me for some mistake,
I will comment on this offense;
Speaking of my lameness, I will stop at once.
Don't defend your reasons.
Honey, you can't humiliate me like this,
In order to set up the form according to the desired changes,
Because I humiliated myself: knowing your will,
It seems strange that I will be strangled by an acquaintance,
Leave your walk, in my tongue
Your lovely name will no longer exist,
Lest I, too much blasphemy, should do something wrong.
Maybe our old acquaintance told us.
I swear to argue for your opposition to myself,
Because I can never love the person you hate.
That you abandoned me because of my fault,
I will immediately explain this offense:
Call me a cripple, and I'll trip soon.
Never refute your reasons.
Make excuses for your capriciousness,
Love, however insulting I am, can't compare with me.
I seriously insulted myself; see through
If you have the heart, I will kill friendship and pretend.
Passers-by avoid you; Your lovely name,
So fragrant, it will never hang on my tongue,
Afraid of me, too blasphemous, will be wronged;
In case it exposes our old love.
I'll try my best to refute myself for you,
Because I will never cherish what you hate.
Shakespeare's classic sonnets:
Then hate me, suit yourself; If ever, now;
Now, when the world is bending my behavior to cross,
Join the malice of fate and let me bow my head,
Don't give up for the loss afterwards;
Oh, no, when my heart has seen through this sadness,
Come behind the sorrow of being conquered;
Don't give a windy night a rainy tomorrow.
Delay a purposeful overthrow.
If you want to leave me, don't leave me at last,
When other little sorrows finish their resentment.
But when the disease comes; Do I want to try it, too
The worst fate at first,
And other sad strains, now look sad,
Compared with losing you, it seems nothing.
Hate me, if you are happy; Please start now;
Now, when the whole world rises up against me,
Please seize the opportunity to cheer for fate and let me bow.
Don't come by accident and destroy it afterwards.
Oh, no, when my heart is free from troubles,
Build a temple to overcome adversity,
Don't have any more rainy days after the storm.
Delay the arrival of the doomed catastrophe.
If you want to leave me, don't wait until the end,
When other troubles become tyrannical;
New here: Let me have a good taste first.
The authority of fate is all kinds of evil.
So other pains, now it seems painful,
Compared with losing you, you will disappear without a trace