Love Poem When I stood up at a height Taking the beautiful sight\ Everything is so beautiful But I cannot see How beautiful would it be, If you would be with me. I would like to be out with you The life is incomplete without you. The world is also beautiful That doesn’t contain you But deep in my heart One thing always remains: you. There is birds’ chirping and

I would like to propose is that I have developed a method of reading and understanding cultures by studying the monsters they create. Though this theory is not unfailing and is certainly not true in ALL CASES, I offer seven theses toward understanding cultures through the monsters they bear. Thesis 1: The Monster’s Body Is a Cultural Body Monsters are born at a metaphoric crossroads as an embodiment of a certain cultural moment – of a time, a feeling, and a place.

My life is like a play It’s not dark but gray I am waiting for a day When I’ll be able to say. I have feelings for you They are heartly true I want to live with you I want to die with you. My love is pretty strange It makes me very tense The fact that I can’t get you But my love can’t be changed. Your beauty is like snow

The goal of our life is to keep ourselves happy. That is why we are living our life. But do our short-term happiness leads to a full, happy life? The answer is no. We have to choose between happiness now and happiness then. We have to save happiness in our life. But I can suggest a simple idea that is to find happiness in every act you do. Take your sorrows as your happiness.