I was watching one movie and got 1 scene they filmed it at BOLIVIA !!!! YES ! at Bolivia salt lake ! so beautiful like a fairy house . Got some photos here i saw on google ! Ehhh but go thr must noe abit of spanish .. i nvr see ppl take plane go bolivia . i also wan gooo
Wednesday, 14 November 2012
Saturday, 10 November 2012
A World For Love
by : John Clare
Oh, the world is all too rude for thee, with much ado and care;
Oh, this world is but a rude world, and hurts a thing so fair;
Was there a nook in which the world had never been to sear,
That place would prove a paradise when thou and Love were near.
And there to pluck the blackberry, and there to reach the sloe,
How joyously and happily would Love thy partner go;
Then rest when weary on a bank, where not a grassy blade
Had eer been bent by Trouble's feet, and Love thy pillow made.
For Summer would be ever green, though sloes were in their prime,
And Winter smile his frowns to Spring, in beauty's happy clime;
And months would come, and months would go, and all in sunny mood,
And everything inspired by thee grow beautifully good.
And there to make a cot unknown to any care and pain,
And there to shut the door alone on singing wind and rain--
Far, far away from all the world, more rude than rain or wind,
Oh, who could wish a sweeter home, or better place to find?
Than thus to love and live with thee, thou beautiful delight!
Than thus to live and love with thee the summer day and night!
The Earth itself, where thou hadst rest, would surely smile to see
Herself grow Eden once again, possest of Love and thee
Oh, this world is but a rude world, and hurts a thing so fair;
Was there a nook in which the world had never been to sear,
That place would prove a paradise when thou and Love were near.
And there to pluck the blackberry, and there to reach the sloe,
How joyously and happily would Love thy partner go;
Then rest when weary on a bank, where not a grassy blade
Had eer been bent by Trouble's feet, and Love thy pillow made.
For Summer would be ever green, though sloes were in their prime,
And Winter smile his frowns to Spring, in beauty's happy clime;
And months would come, and months would go, and all in sunny mood,
And everything inspired by thee grow beautifully good.
And there to make a cot unknown to any care and pain,
And there to shut the door alone on singing wind and rain--
Far, far away from all the world, more rude than rain or wind,
Oh, who could wish a sweeter home, or better place to find?
Than thus to love and live with thee, thou beautiful delight!
Than thus to live and love with thee the summer day and night!
The Earth itself, where thou hadst rest, would surely smile to see
Herself grow Eden once again, possest of Love and thee
Sunday, 4 November 2012
Lalalala
I tot of this suddenly . I tot if i can go to Han dynasty , it may be very messy over thr bcos in the old past , ppl had war and almost each guy has 2 wives ? in old past everything seems to be so simple and nice ? wow
okay i went popular and read through a poem book and notice this poem..
this poem nice right ?! Oh ya ehhh i wanna buy DADDY'S LOGIC !!!!! its a self-improvement book . Yes, perhaps its my first time buying a self-improvement book ? cool or noob ? ahhahahhahah
AND !!!!! went to A&F on friday saw 3 HANDSOME + HOT+CUTE+ SO DAMN HOT !!!! and one of them said this to me and shirlene " i saw you girls again" wow his smile OMGGGGG !!!! i'm going anf again :pppp hehehehehehhehehe
okay i went popular and read through a poem book and notice this poem..
A. S. J. Tessimond (1902 - 1962)
Not Love Perhaps
This is not Love, perhaps,
Love that lays down its life,
that many waters cannot quench,
nor the floods drown,
But something written in lighter ink,
said in a lower tone, something, perhaps, especially our own.
A need, at times, to be together and talk,
And then the finding we can walk
More firmly through dark narrow places,
And meet more easily nightmare faces;
A need to reach out, sometimes, hand to hand,
And then find Earth less like an alien land;
A need for alliance to defeat
The whisperers at the corner of the street.
A need for inns on roads, islands in seas,
Halts for discoveries to be shared,
Maps checked, notes compared;
A need, at times, of each for each,
Direct as the need of throat and tongue for speech.
Love that lays down its life,
that many waters cannot quench,
nor the floods drown,
But something written in lighter ink,
said in a lower tone, something, perhaps, especially our own.
A need, at times, to be together and talk,
And then the finding we can walk
More firmly through dark narrow places,
And meet more easily nightmare faces;
A need to reach out, sometimes, hand to hand,
And then find Earth less like an alien land;
A need for alliance to defeat
The whisperers at the corner of the street.
A need for inns on roads, islands in seas,
Halts for discoveries to be shared,
Maps checked, notes compared;
A need, at times, of each for each,
Direct as the need of throat and tongue for speech.
AND !!!!! went to A&F on friday saw 3 HANDSOME + HOT+CUTE+ SO DAMN HOT !!!! and one of them said this to me and shirlene " i saw you girls again" wow his smile OMGGGGG !!!! i'm going anf again :pppp hehehehehehhehehe
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