Winter
Winter comes ,just like a white snow princess,
Snowflakes dance on the domes,
playing like naughty children,
though a little cold , some big wind,
I like you , winter
Winter
Winter comes ,The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
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Future | 2 | 12/01/2009 |
Money | 3 | 11/24/2009 |
New life | 1 | 11/23/2009 |
Santa Claus | 0 | 11/16/2009 |
Winter | 2 | 11/11/2009 |
What is life | 8 | 11/05/2009 |
house | 5 | 11/04/2009 |
Thank you, my dear friend Raleigh | 6 | 11/04/2009 |
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