本帖最后由 戒指 于 2013-6-20 16:28 编辑
The creation of humanity comes from heart,
It defend the right to be silent;
Times changes all around in a lane
Cannot be shared—through a body's life span,
With the society having its side,
Either in passive or active way.
Reason is how we look things as usual;
Imagination, though, let you in a different world
Which gives you the final call for
Standing till passing over finishline.
It's a treasure to be cared so much
That you won't give it away easily
For things are bounded to be scattered away easily.
Reasoning is somehow worthiless
Just in case of worrying one's destiny.
For that, as a poetic answer,
It can be said that faith should be there,
Or we don't know the existence at all.
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发表于 2013-6-20 16:19
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