ON MEETING MY FRIEND FENG ZHU IN THE CAPITAL Wei Yingwu Out of the east you visit me, With the rain of Baling still on your clothes, I ask you what you...

THE MOON AT THE FORTIFIED PASS Li Bai The bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven In an infinite haze of cloud and sea, And the wind, that has come a thousand miles, ...

Then a woman said, “Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow.” And he answered: Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the selfsame well from Which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled ...

       A      This is a history of terror     Spend your spiritual life     Change the stupid-lookin...

托马斯·哈代（Thomas Hardy），英国诗人、小说家。他是横跨两个世纪的作家，早期和中期的创作以小说为主，继承和发扬了维多利亚时代的文学传统；晚年以其出色的诗歌开拓了英国20世纪的文...

The day is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind is never weary; The vine still clings to the moldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall And the day is dar...

      Life is a gift we‘re given each and every day. Dream about tomorrow, but live for today. To live a little, you‘ve got to love a whole lot. Love turns the...

An Inkwash Painting① Guo Moruo The sea was a ghastly② dark blue.The gentle waves licking at the shore gave forth a humming sound like that of fish in shoals. All that forebod...

I love my job, I love the pay! I love it more and more each day. I love my boss, he is the best! I love his boss and all the rest. I love my office and its location; I hate to...

Sara TeasdaleFairy snow, fairy snow, Blowing, blowing everywhere, Would that I Too, could fly Lightly,lightly through the air.   Like a wee, crystal star, I should drift, I sh...