Until people can't keep up with it,

And then began to flow quietly,

Falling slowly like a heavy hammer.

What people are used to fighting for,

Only falsehood and futility,

Even some useless residue,

Although we have nothing to lose,

But at the same time, it will also gain little.

When everything around is quiet,

Ambition will disappear,

Only when eternity welcomes our blessings,

And bring mysterious kisses,

We will be filled with joy,

Because everything is so beautiful at this time,

There is a sacred glory everywhere.

Truth, peace and love compete to shine,

Add luster to the supreme king,

Under his eager eyes,

The suffering soul is finally redeemed,

All the troubles and disputes have become invisible,

We quietly bathed in the afterglow of the stars,

Proud of all death, fate and time.

John Milton

Punctuality

Fly, jealous time, until you finish your race,

Calling for lazy and heavy time,

Whose speed is just heavy footsteps;

Let your uterus devour everything you have,

It's just false and futile,

Just the scum of mortals;

Our losses are small,

You have gained so little.

Because when you bury every bad thing,

Finally, your greedy self-consumption,

Then eternity will welcome our happiness.

A single kiss,

Happiness will catch up with us like flood;

When all sincere and beautiful things

Very sacred,

Truth, peace and love will always shine.

About the highest throne

He, his happy scene.

Once the soul guided by our divinity climbs,

Then, all these earthly vulgarity disappeared,

Dressed in stars, we will sit forever,

Defeat death, opportunity and you, time ...

-john milton