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有的都看不懂

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字很好看

楼主怎么学习写英文诗的？我总感觉英文诗支离破碎的，不知所云，完全理解不了它的美。

Late to the party again,
I arrive to the sound of cheers and laughter.
I greet my friends,
And my eyes wander to the newcomers.
One captures my eye,
With brown black hair,
And laughter that trickles,
Like music to my ears.
We travel to the beach that day,
And play a game of Marco Polo.
In my mind that day will forever stay,
The first time that I said hello.
The day I was late to the party again.

「sky lantern」
A spark becomes a flame,
The amber fire lights up the night.
Steady hands slowly release the frame,
Gleaming eyes watch as the flame takes flight.
All around,
A myriad of lights flicker to life,
Slowly, they ascend from the ground,
To rise forever higher in the sky.
Sky lanterns,
Bathe the earth below in an orange glow.
And with them, they carry away,
The burdens and memories of sorrow.

「Days」
The frozen steely grey of early dawn,
Slowly turns to life as the colours,
Seep through like a painting drawn,
As the world blossoms and flowers.
From the mists of the loftiest mountains,
To the depths of the deepest seas,
The world continues its endless dance,
The eternal waltz of days.
Dusk draws closer,
Amber and violet streak the sky to mourn,
The coming of the darkness of night,
Only to await the frozen steely grey of dawn.

英文字写得好

perfect

I thought to share this article with you, my readers, because this is a heart warming story from a ordinary family and it helps people to understand that they don't need to try to be a certain way to be worthy...... to be happy. They only need to be perfectly themselves, as they already and always are. Hope this can delight your morning.
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I met the boy my daughter has her first crush on at eleven years young. He seems healthy, athletic and happy, but I don't know anything about what it was like to be like that as a boy. I wasn't any of those things at his age. So, out of pure curiosity, while driving my daughter home from a dance, I asked her about him. She confided in me: "Dad, it's no big deal. He's not even interested in me anyway and I wouldn't know how to be interesting to him."
I replied, "You don't have to try to interest anyone, sweetheart. You're brilliant, courageous, graceful and gorgeous. I find you to be fascinating, and continually surprise me with the things you do and say and think, just be being yourself. Boys don't know what they want because their brain won't stop being cooked untitled their 25, but after then, they have a chance to become adult men. Then, the right man will realize how awesome you already and always are."