题记: 加拿大是个极少战事的国家. TORONTO大学的校园里却醒目的竖立着一面墙似的石碑, 上面刻满在世界大战中死难的"多伦多大学" 师生的姓名　　Canada is a little war country. University of Toronto campus striking actually erected a wall like a stone, engraved above the dead in the World War
　　Lion body, human face
　　The man faces a woman or happens to be shy
　　Scholar, I am at a loss
　　To see a ghost
　　Shelling, fading
　　Door to nowhere and the blood of a lion
　　Sexual intercourse
　　* Poppy red, such as lip
　　Snow days each year in full bloom
　　That is 丘比特之箭
　　Hole open, his blood
　　Bloom in your chest
　　Time would have been crawling the web dust
　　Stacks of paper can not stop the thesis of his
　　Lens, focusing
　　Mauser rifle sight deviation
　　'I hate war'
　　ST.PARTRICK Boulevard Church of tall unknown
　　A woman
　　Whisper in the wind
　　If the epic
　　Must use the blood soaked
　　If the knife
　　Leave you without mercy to the fire of hell
　　Chapter Nobel already melting as a shield ** Mars
　　Who says war is only the military?
　　I see my soul lodging
　　At your feet, which
　　What kind of feelings
　　You and me
　　Rub it with a cold stone
　　Scottish bagpipes hung empty at the moment
　　No one told me the story of that distant v.
　　Night, quiet
　　This dialogue is the soul and the soul
　　All languages
　　Are turned into tears in the eye
　　The moon shone softly
　　Kiss you
　　Can not erase the scars

　　晓幕霜天，凝眸处，平湖大雾。
　　影些许，亭阁楼榭，鬼工神斧。
　　新月西沉吟旧曲，黎阳东起吹残烛。
　　叹枯枝，朽叶碾为尘，深秋去。
　　
　　会诗友，聊冬赋，
　　思故里，愁相诉。
　　怅羌笛塞外，涸塘孤鹭。
　　云重天低飞絮冷，风寒水瑟梨花簌。
　　伫早春，三月觅嫣红，梅花怒。

　　Aimed to catch the sun
　　You soar to the sky
　　
　　When blood-red poppies
　　spread over the sea
　　the charm, the fascination
　　the uncontrollable excitement
　　and the wishful thinking
　　are all pressing cover the blue
　　with a dazzling golden color
　　
　　you dive into the furnace
　　like a moth rushing to the light,
　　Oh, No! you rush to the fire sea
　　when the sun rises
　　you meet it without hesitation
　　and your small body becomes instantly a black cloud