Country is not perfect
Nation is not perfect
Society is not perfect
Socialism is not perfect
When I open my eyes,
I see him
When I close my eyes,
I feel him.
I have purchased a portrait
A beautiful woman‘s picture was there.
For once I thought I know her
But then felt otherwise
After many days of our freedom,
Growing our knowledge but failed wisdom.
We are developed our society and mind
In the point of view of humanity, we are blind.
There was a pleasant garden.
All the class of society
My telephone is dead.
I can not contact with outside world
I can contact with outside world