I like literature, especially poetry, prose, once worked in the media, currently engaging in the study of philosophy.
If men are the sum, women are the moon?
If women are the sun, men are the sun?
Someone said women are flowers, men
When love encounter money or money is corrupted by love,
or love decreases the value of money. The money will slowly destroy love,
words of love can cloud one judgement; love weakens the value of money,
The sweet moon can also be moved once.
On the corner of the northern cities
Silently stood rows of trees,
Haze in grey blanket
Covered with them, they make the dream of the spring.