Shakespeare
Can I compare you to a summer day?
You are more lovely and gentle.
The wind shook the lovely buds of May,
The lease in summer is too short.
Sometimes the eye of heaven shines too hot,
His golden complexion often darkens;
Every market sometimes declines,
The process of accidental or natural change has not been broken;
But your eternal summer will not fade
Nor will you lose the beauty you know;
Death will not boast that you wander in his shadow,
When you grow up in eternal lines:
As long as human beings can breathe and see,
This is eternal, which gives you life.
Your long summer will never fade.
How can I compare you to summer?
You are not only cuter than him, but also gentler than him;
The strong wind humiliated the buds that might have been loved,
The period of renting a house in summer is too short;
The eyes in the sky are sometimes too dazzling,
His shining golden face is often covered up;
Destroyed by chance or freedom paradise,
Without beauty, it will eventually wither or be destroyed.
But your long summer will never fade,
I won't lose your bright red fragrance;
Or death boasts that you wander in his shadow,
When you are as long as time in immortal poems.
As long as there are humans, or people have eyes,
This poem will live on and give you life.