Herbert Zhang March 2, 2010
With anxiety what can I find?
Sadness, solitude and suffering is in behind.
Cozy warmth is what I expect,
Bitter coldness is what I have to accept,
Difficult to be at ease and rest.
Wines of yesterday evening,
Can not keep me warm this morning,
From the wind which is blowing.
Above my head geese are passing,
When my sadness is increasing,
Recalling how they were flying.
Flowers have fallen down,
And the beauty is gone,
No one cares what is on the ground.
Alone by the window, the day is very long.
Till eventide, the rain has been drizzling,
From the tree leaves, water is dripping.
In short, the situation is really very tough,
To describe it, one word, worry, is not enough.
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