到了看文字的时候了

大家可以share一些比较好的文章段落出来

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Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
by
Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
And miles to go before I sleep.

杀人平翳丹一止

快乐就是快乐。和分享无关。一场追逐的球赛，一道美食。欢愉是内在的。由内而外的。
分享得来得快乐是寻找认同，找到认同的满足。体现的是内心空虚。那不是快乐。更不是满足。
满足时内心的充盈。快乐可充盈内心。

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@杀人平翳丹一止 I am referencing the famous realization from Into the Wild by Christopher McCandless: "Happiness only real when shared". It’s a profound reflection on how our deepest joys and experiences—no matter how breathtaking or adventurous—are incomplete unless we have someone to connect with and relate to. Lessons learned here is “Solitude can offer clarity, but true fulfillment comes from human connection”.

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Dreams
By Langston Hughes

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams dieLife is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow

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“Don’t Quit”

By John Greenleaf Whittier

When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.

Life is strange with its twists and turns
As every one of us sometimes learns
And many a failure comes about.
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow—
You may succeed with another blow.

Success is failure turned inside out—
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell just how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit—
It’s when things seem worst that you must not quit

For all the sad words of tongue or pen,
The saddest are these: “It might have been!”

到了看文字的时候了

手机看论坛的文字还是感觉不方便，一个单词都分开换行了，还是要把段落内容缩短一些，段落多点都没事

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The Road Not Taken

BY ROBERT FROST

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

香山猪头四

wow.that beautiful poem.

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Rondel
by Kevin N. Roberts

Our time has passed on swift and careless feet,
With sighs and smiles and songs both sad and sweet.
Our perfect hours have grown and gone so fast,
And these are things we never can repeat.
Though we might plead and pray that it would last,
Our time has passed.

Like shreds of mist entangled in a tree,
Like surf and sea foam on a foaming sea,
Like all good things we know can never last,
Too soon we'll see the end of you and me.
Despite the days and realms that we amassed,
Our time has passed.

Admin

@到了看文字的时候了 您反馈的单词分开换行了，下次更新就修复。

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@Admin 谢谢你们！都是忙里偷闲刷一下手机所以没时间去电脑上发

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Island
by Langston Hughes

Wave of sorrow,
Do not drown me now:

I see the island
Still ahead somehow.

I see the island
And its sands are fair:

Wave of sorrow,
Take me there.

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Song
by Christina Rossetti

When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head,
Nor shady cypress tree:
Be the green grass above me
With showers and dewdrops wet;
And if thou wilt, remember,
And if thou wilt, forget.

I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on, as if in pain:
And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise nor set,
Haply I may remember,
And haply may forget.

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Hi if you read it please drop a line or two. much appreciated

杀人平翳丹一止

✌︎ ॑꒳ ॑✌︎

Ciccio

好句子

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When it rains, be in the rain.

When it's windy, be in the wind.

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Weather is not used literally in this poem but, instead, serves as a representation of certain things that people experience in their lives. The weather is something that cannot be avoided, showing that it is futile to do so. It is also unpredictable, but it is certain that it will pass, which is a good way to express the idea of accepting what is happening, knowing that it has to pass.

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Cats

Eleanor Farjeon

Cats sleep, anywhere,
Any table, any chair
Top of piano, window-ledge,
In the middle, on the edge,
Open drawer, empty shoe,
Anybody's lap will do,
Fitted in a cardboard box,
In the cupboard, with your frocks-
Anywhere! They don't care!
Cats sleep anywhere.

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Down They Go…
By Roald Dahl

Down they go!
Hail and snow!
Freezes and sneezes and noses will blow!

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One joke a day, keeps doctors away

Q: Why are doctors always so angry?

A: Because they have no patients!

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Q: Why did the tomato blush?

A: Because it saw the salad dressing!

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Q: What did the tree say to the wind?

A: Leaf me alone!

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‘Childhood’ by Frances Cornford

I used to think that grown-up people chose
To have stiff backs and wrinkles round their nose,
And veins like small fat snakes on either hand,
On purpose to be grand.
Till through the banister I watched one day
My great-aunt Etty’s friend who was going away,
And how her onyx beads had come unstrung.
I saw her grope to find them as they rolled;
And then I knew that she was helplessly old,
As I was helplessly young.

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Sonnet 18: Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?

By William Shakespear

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

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Hi anybody read the poems I shared?

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If

by Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

晟真

I've been reading your poems but it's bit long so not easy to catch your meaning.

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@晟真 Hello! How are you? First of all, I didn’t write these poems, I copied from somewhere with authors name stated. There’s a few short ones if you scroll up a bit. try to read lines out loud, read a few times, eventually you’ll understand