On His Seventy-fifth BirthdayI strove with none, for none was worth my strife.Nature I loved, and, next to nature, Art;I warm'd both hands before the fire of Life It sinks, and I am ready to depart. (Walter Savage Landor)
你是人间四月天 I think you are the April of this world, 我说,你是人间的四月天; Sure,you are the April of this world. 笑响点亮了四面风, Your laughter has lit up all the wind, 轻灵在春的光艳中交舞着变。 ... ————————————————— 泡桐花花语