Most people will be trampled;
Whether shy or bold,
People always crush it when they walk by.
Pearls are hidden in the treasure chest of the sea,
But it will also be discovered,
Drill them, buckle them,
Tie the silk rope firmly.
Stars are smart, and they have reason.
Far away from us;
The stars are hanging in the sky,
Like the lamp of the world, always safe.
Appreciation of Foreign Poetry II: The Forest When I first met this forest,
Its flowers really surprised me.
Their different shapes and faces,
Change with the seasons.
White violets inlaid with purple,
Small flower branches of wild ginger,
Small and lonely orchids on the ground,
I've been fascinated all day.
And dense fuchsia lilies,
Bright red petals on the buttonwood,
Where the stream is shallow,
Konjevoy's green crown.
When I first saw this forest,
Have plenty of time to kill.
And the harvest brought by time,
There will never be an end.
Now its vines and flowers,
It's all famous and has a surname,
Like a wish that has come true,
At the beginning, that magical joy disappeared.
But I have to look further,
Except for the flowers I collected,
There are still some things to be named and understood.
The flower that never fades-
That produced the truth about all flowers.
About Appreciation of Foreign Poetry III: You are so cute for Ai En, baby, I love you so much!
Your smiling cheeks and blue eyes,
Your affectionate, soft and moving body,
Teach a heart full of hatred to give birth to love;
Sometimes, you fall asleep as soon as you want to sleep, your mother.
Bend down and hold you close to her sober heart,
Everything you feel in your silent eyes
Pass on her joyful love to you;
Sometimes, she holds you in her snow-white chest,
I look at your face deeply, her face.
It looms on your face-at this time,
Your lovelier, beautiful and delicate bud;
Your mother's beauty borrowed from your gentle expression.
You are the cutest when you are fully presented!