Longfellow's representative poems

Arrow and Song-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. I shot an arrow into the sky and it landed on the ground somewhere; It flies so fast that no sight can follow its footsteps. I sang a song to the sky, and it disappeared in a corner that I don't know where; Their eyes can be so keen that they can follow the melody of the song. After a long time, under an oak tree, I found that the arrow was still intact; And that song, from beginning to end, was deeply imprinted in the heart of a friend. (looking from left to right)