I'm a normal Chinese college student. I love english poetry, though I don't know much about it. Just want to share my writing with everyone here. Because writing poetry makes me fulfilled. It gives me a chance to explore and discover this gorgeous world!
Home A new home for me
Time A sleepless night tends to prolong the time; A gloomy mind incline to weather the time. We count too much on the time expecting the ephemeral to be perpetual to find our restless world in the universe though it is never of the universe. One has contemplated this would be lost for the paradox lies between the sentiments of men and the capriciousness of time. Sentimental as we are, the blissful moment remains eternal. Nevertheless, it is the good that push us to be mawkish. Time lapses, so does us. We can only believe time is no other than an illusion. There is no way out. At least, this conception shall pacify my absurd fragility.
