Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Impossible
Impossible, why do some people use this word? Why? Don't they believe themselves or other people? This word is used to people themselves haven't confidence. If you have confidence by yourself don't use impossible. In real life if you want to do something it is very possible in real life. For example 2007, September revolution in Burma might be considered it is impossible the monks will stir for people. But it was very possible. So, I want to tell everybody must try to make sure your goal and have confidence. There are lots of possible opportunities in front of you. Don't you think that it is impossible. It is possible in reality.
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
HOME
There is a nice place.
We call her a palace.
However, you think she is old.
She is always for our soul.
She gives us bright and brave.
To be honest like a grace.
The day we will go away.
She can't be follow away.
She will wait for us all the day.
She is faithful to all of us.
So, we love her from our heart.
Now ,I left from my palace.
Half and 4 years in this place.
Now, I am getting old.
But my palace is still in my soul.
She will also ask for a dream.
I will be in her dream.
I will be in her dream.
We call her a palace.
However, you think she is old.
She is always for our soul.
She gives us bright and brave.
To be honest like a grace.
The day we will go away.
She can't be follow away.
She will wait for us all the day.
She is faithful to all of us.
So, we love her from our heart.
Now ,I left from my palace.
Half and 4 years in this place.
Now, I am getting old.
But my palace is still in my soul.
She will also ask for a dream.
I will be in her dream.
I will be in her dream.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening
Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
By Robert Frost
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