today, it's a good day. i still do what i want to do. Say hello to the day and also drink a cup of coffee and read one book i like. well, somehow let me think of one poem and I will try to find it as soon as possible to enjoy again. I like John Keats. thus,i will make more time to search some websites which describes him about his works. Maybe, i just want to know inside of his heart and mind. Through his letters, I recognize some how time cannot change anything. But, our heart could be turned when you face it on the other side. Let us enjoy the time we share.
There is no doubt that an English winter would put an end to me, and do so in a lingering hateful manner. Therefore, I must either voyage or journey to Italy, as a soldier marches up to a battery. My nerves at present are the worst part of me, yet they feel soothed that, come what extreme may, I shall not be destined to remain in one spot long enough to take a hatred of any four particular bedposts ....by John keats.
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