She appeared like a blaze.
Moved from the West to East.
I could only stand far survey.
My heart felt her cool face.
I see, the bright yoke
In the sky,
A spark, illuminates my eyes,
I am blinded with a yellow glow,
He watches world’s affairs with his heart;
He reads news deeply into his brain;
He hears speech and music into his mind;
He can write everything into a poem like.
Studies the poets to write the ancient poetry,
Level and oblique tones not to spectrum,
The person namely said orphaned is even,
Again reads also says the non- poem taste,
Many people are living not with good right.
Most starving hungry while the others eat and drink,
they can only earn a poor rate of labor;
while some the others earn to rich and richer.