Do not seat your love upon a precipice because it is high.

I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer-by stops for a moment, nods to me and goes.

There little thoughts are the rustle of leaves; they have their whisper of joy in my mind. 　

What you are you do not see, what you see is your shadow.

真看不懂

love was when i love you

My wishes are fools, they shout across thy song, my Master. Let me but listen.

I cannot choose the best. The best chooses me.

They throw their shadows before them who carry their lantern on their back.

That I exist is a perpetual surprise which is life. 　

We, the rustling leaves, have a voice that answers the storms, but who are you so silent?" I am a mere flower.

英文、、我不行

Rest belongs to the work as the eyelids to the eyes.

Man is a born child, his power is the power of growth.

God expects answers for the flowers he sends us, not for the sun the earth.