The Cuckoo 布谷鸟 -----by Mother Goose's Nursery Rhyme In April, Come he will, In May, Sing all day, In June, Change his tune, In July, Prepare to fly, In August, Go he must! 四月里, 它就来了, 五月里, 整天吟唱多逍遥, 六月里, 它在改变曲调, 七月里, 准备飞翔, 八月里, 它就得离去了!
To see a world in a grain of sand, 一粒沙里阅世界 And a heaven in a wild flower, 一朵花中觅天堂 Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, 无穷尽在掌心中 And eternity in an hour. ...
If you were a teardrop;In my eye, For fear of losing you,I would never cry. And if the golden sun,Should cease to shine its light, Just one smile from you,Would make my whole world b...