1. Samson: When I see their dog, I will stand still; when any man or woman in the Montague family touches me, it is like touching a wall.

Greguli This just shows that you are a weak and incompetent slave; only the most worthless guys go to hide under the wall.

Sampson is indeed good; so women who are born weak are always forced to be unable to move: When I saw the Montague family, if they were men, I would push them out of the wall. If they were women, I would throw them against the wall.

2. Someone has seen him there many mornings, turning his tears into the morning dew, and his long sighs into the clouds and mist in the sky; but once the sun that inspires all living beings begins to shine on the eastern horizon, When the gray-black curtain on the bed of the Goddess of Dawn was lifted, my son with a heavy heart escaped from the light and slipped back home. He closed the door and hid in the room alone, closing the windows tightly. Locking out the bright sunshine, he created an artificial night for himself.

3. Ah, noisy love, intimate resentment! Ah, everything that comes out of nothing! O heavy frivolity, solemn hubris, orderly confusion, leaden feathers, bright smoke, cold fire, haggard health, ever-waking sleep, negated existence! I feel that love is just such a thing, but I don't like this kind of love.

4. Love is a burst of smoke blown by sighs; the lovers' eyes have the sparks it purifies; the lovers' tears are the waves it stirs up.

5. I can bet with all fourteen of my teeth - well, sadly, I only have four teeth left! ——She is not yet fourteen years old. How long until harvest season?

6. She is the steady wife of the elves; her finger is only as big as an agate on the finger of the county official; several thin horses the size of ants drag the cart for her, crossing the noses of the sleeping people , the spokes of her carriage are made of the long legs of a spider; the hood of the carriage is the wings of a grasshopper; the lanyard is the silk of a small spider, as strong as the watery moonlight; the riding crop is the bone of a cricket; the rope is the gossamer of the sky. The person driving her cart was a tiny mosquito, half the size of a lazy insect picked out by a lazy girl's fingertips. Her car was made for her by wild silkworms using the empty shell of a hazelnut. They have been the carmakers of the Elf Gate since ancient times.

7. If you really love me, please tell me sincerely; if you think that I am too easy to surrender, I will also put on an angry face, pretend to be stubborn, and reject you. Good intentions, so that you can tactfully plead to me, otherwise I will not refuse you under any circumstances.

8. Don’t swear by the moon, it is fickle and waxes and wanes every month; if you swear by it, maybe your love will be as fickle as it.

9. To show my generosity, I want to give it to you again. But I only want what I already have: my generosity is as vast as the sea, and my love is as deep as the sea; the more I give you, the richer I become, because both are endless. of.

Ten, a thousand good nights.

11. But I am like a naughty girl, letting her beloved bird temporarily jump out of her palm like a prisoner, and then using a silk thread to pull it back, love Her selfishness made her unwilling to give it freedom.

12. How much salt water has been wasted in order to add a bit of bitterness to tasteless love.

13. The messenger of love should be thought, because it is ten times faster than the sunlight that disperses the shadows on the hillside; so Venus’s cloud chariot is driven by white doves, so Ling Cupid flew in the wind with wings.

14. Why are you so annoyed? Even if it is bad news, you should say it with a smile; if it is good news, you should not use this ugly face to play beautiful music.

15. Substantial thought does not lie in the richness of words; only a beggar can count his belongings.

16. Let them wash his wounds with their tears. My tears shall be reserved to weep for Romeo's banishment.

17. This is torture, not grace. The place where Juliet is is heaven; every cat, every dog, every little mouse here lives in heaven, and they can all see her face, but Romeo cannot see her. Even dirty flies can touch dear Juliet's white hands and steal the happiness of heaven from her lips, so pure and chaste, always shy, as if they felt that their own kiss was also A sin; flies can do this, but I must fly far away, they are free people, but I am an exile.

18. It’s already dawn, it’s already dawn; let’s go, let’s go! It is the skylark who sings so harshly, with a harsh noise and a disagreeable sharpness. Some people say that the skylark will emit ever-changing sweet songs, which is not true at all, because it only separates us from each other; some people say that the skylark once exchanged eyes with an ugly toad, ah! I wish they had exchanged voices, for that voice took me from your arms and hastened you on your way with a wakeful morning song! Now go away; it's getting brighter.

19. Appropriate sadness can express deep feelings, but excessive sadness can prove a lack of wisdom.

Twenty. When the sun set in the west, a fine mist fell from the sky; but when my nephew died, there was a heavy downpour to bury him. how! Got the sprinkler hose installed, kid? Has the rain not stopped yet? There is also a boat, sea, and wind in your little body; because your eyes are the sea, and the tide of tears will always rise and fall there; your body is a ship, sailing on these tears; your Sighing is the strong wind returning; your body cannot withstand the blowing of the wind and waves, and you are drowned in the raging wind and waves.