In the sorrowful night,
the night owl sings.....
Singing songs of my soul
Singing days of my fate
Singing memories of my life
And a Foolish lover arise,
from the dead to live
Sobber, sipping a cup of Hellenise wine
yet cannot resist
giving whole heartedly, with no reservation of self.
Always hoping, always giving,
always forgiving, never competing, always loving...
My romantic sentiment and dream dies.
Bill Evens carved a Gravestone for me.
The Foolish Lover.
-forever is the foolish one.
- always -
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莫聽穿林打葉聲，何妨吟嘯且徐行。
竹杖芒鞋輕勝馬，誰怕?一簑煙雨任平生。
料峭春寒吹酒醒，微冷，山頭斜照卻相迎。
回首向來蕭瑟處，歸去，也無風雨也無晴。
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