Don't be proud of death, although some people call you powerful and terrible, because you are not, because those you think you have knocked down will not die, poor death, you can't kill me; From rest and sleep, in addition to your photos, a lot of happiness, and then from you, more must flow, our best people go with you, rest their bones, and deliver their souls. You are the slave of fate, opportunity, king and desperate people, living with poison, war and disease, poppy or charm can also make us sleep, and sleep better than you; Then why are you bloated? After a short sleep, we will wake up forever and death will no longer exist; Death, death, you should not be proud of death, you should not be proud, although some people say how powerful and terrible you are, you are not; You think you have knocked down a person, but in fact, poor death, they are not dead; You can't kill me yet Rest and sleep, these are just your portrayal. If you can give others enjoyment, you must provide more yourself. The sooner our best people go with you, the sooner they can get physical rest and spiritual relief. You are the slave of fate, opportunity, monarch and outlaw. You live in poison, war and disease. Poppies and spells can make me sleep even better than your blows. Then why are you so arrogant? After a short sleep, we will wake up forever, there will be no more death, and your death will also die. This poem is selected from john donne's Sacred Sonnets. This poem shows that death is instantaneous and happiness after death is eternal. Note: dost: the ancient usage of the second person singular present tense of the verb do. Canst: the ancient usage of modal verb can in the second person singular present tense. Swell's st: Swell's second person singular present tense. Friendship lasts forever, friendship lasts forever. Should friendship last forever be forgotten and never remembered? Old friends should be forgotten for the sake of lasting friendship. If you ever change your mind, but I'm alive, living behind me, oh, bring it to me, bring your sweet love to me, bring it home to me. Take it home to me. Yes ~ yes ~ an English poem about friendship 2007-04-04 18:38:56 is useless for my friends, not a day goes by. In vain. Just as God has a purpose for sunshine and rain. Everyone will be discouraged and cry, but we have friends to support us. Under these cloudy skies. All hearts will be broken … they are as fragile as glass, but with a friend by our side, all this will pass. A loyal friend is noble at heart. You may be far away, but we will never be apart. Praise the friendship we have gained quickly, and remember that God will raise the sun after the rain. Your friend is a gift, so be sure to thank all my friends. No friendship is useless, and no day is empty, just as God decides sunny days and rainy days. Everyone gets discouraged and cries sometimes, but we have friends to comfort us. Under these cloudy skies. All hearts may be broken ... They are as fragile as glass, but with friends around, all these will pass. A friend's heart is loyal and noble. Maybe you are far away, but we have never been apart. Praise our friendship, remember that the sunshine is always after the rain, and your friendship is a gift, so I must thank you, all my friends.