When You Are Old
By William Butler Yeats
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
I also want to be honest and frank (you might not like this) I think you choose to believe there is that kind of love and life that 在爱里面我愿意做个孩子。永远用清澈的眼睛看着他。我们只有彼此。
Maybe there is that kind of love (for some time peroid in one's life, and this love definately wont last forever) But the love you worship and believe, doesnt go hand in hand with real life. Please, love, as I understand is more innocent, and life which holds everything is way more complicated and life just doesnt endorse that pure and innocent love.....
I really dont think I even made myself clear. But I want you to jump out of your body and take a look at yourself... and your believed love, you might see: oh, that is quite naive. I had love, that it's. Life goes on and I need to move on......
vickiezou 发表评论于
太阳每天都是新的.你一定能找到...祝福你.
loreal 发表评论于
好文,放轻松些,你的灵魂一定会再次被震撼!
bambooseven 发表评论于
我谢谢大家。。看你们的留言。。非常非常地感动。。。
夜里比较脆弱。请原谅我的脆弱。。。
今天阳光灿烂,It is another day.
Deeply touched...by your pain, and your beauty. Dear zhuqi, there's no exit in this world for such real and beautiful woman as you, no bitchy, no pretentious. Love.
True love is not being with someone because you think you can be happy with that person, but because without that person you know you can never be.
Being an artist, your destiny is already there,you have no choice but being sensitive,but needing more love, but never feeling satisfied,but always wanting freedom......
Love, love him, yet ask no return, ask no commitment, this is an artist may do. Women on the street generally cannot understand and will not do.