Question

求一篇 英文抒情散文。简单一点最好。

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Answer 1

(一）Daylight dies away when the sun sets.
　　It is snowing in great flakes. When I put out my hand from the window a piece of snowflake falls on the centre of my palm.
　　Peering at her thaw , I feel her permeating into my body bit by bit .I think from here on my heart should be her eternal terminus. I don’t know whether this heavey snow is caused by your missing . How are you doing ?In the real deep night of the
　　soul all the stars are hiding behind the clouds and licking their wounds silently . Do you also sigh for the fading away of all memory of the past ?
　　Is the color of butterfly bright in your hometown ? The shower , which is spattering on your face in winter should be called the sleet , shouldn’t it ? and moreover, what should the butterfly , which is struggling against sleet be called ? Do you
　　think whether she has endured suffering quietly for the sweetness at the last moment ? when she is fluttering in front of you. Do you feel heartbreaking when she is acting in a play and dragging her injured wings . The wind has blown the promise off , however , that gust of wind hasn’t puffed the performance away , which merely belongs to herself. She indulges heself in dancing into the abyss of darkness, going round and round , going round and round .
　　She is a sweet surrender .
　　She is fit for being kept in mind .
　　
　　
（二）
　　Baby , it's raining here. I sit by the window, listening the music and missing you . I hear the voice of rain.it seems as if someone is crying. When will it stop ? Only the alone one can know the mood of the rain.
　　 You took me to the edge of the heaven yesterday . But you rob me of my wings today and let me stand on the ground solely. When I see a view of your back , can you listen my heartfelt prayer?
　　 Your smile are partly hidden and partly visible in the wind. Closing my eyes, I try to pursue the echoes of your voices. You occupy my every day's dream that tears come to my heart.
　　

Answer 2

You are the person whom I shouldn't love. Although the fate played a joke on me. If there were a green possibility , which is able to twist the dark finale . I 'd like to dye it red with all my blood and change all my life for your transitory hug .　　 In autumn the leaves change from green to brown. Thousands of the little while dandelion seeds are all swaying to the light wind. The alone swing can do nothing but wait in the park.