看/听了你的blog,我很感动。
写首诗送给你。
I know that I shall never see
A woman so refined as thee;
As soon as a robin hears you sing
He's embarrassed to be the king;
Your thought runs deep and far
And how can the sea be on a par?
In swirling wind and pouring rain
Firm and graceful gaits you remain;
And you offer your heavenly hand
To a man who struggles to stand;
Women are made by humans like me,
But who can make a goddess like thee?
Style inspired by Joyce Kilmer's trees