1、Beauty,the beauty in my world,man,scenery,hobby,poetry,music,Beautiful girls,Handsome boys,Sceneries,Sakura（櫻花）、lavender(薰衣草）、waterfall、lake.,Hobby,Music,Among all kinds of music, I like pure music, folk music and jazz. Generally speaking, i prefer those that are soft with good rhythm. Here are thre

2、e songs I pick put for you. ,Take me to your heart,hiding from the rain and snow trying to forget but I wont let go looking at a crowded street listening to my own heart beat so many people all around the world tell me where do I find someone like you girl take me to your heart take me to your soul

3、give me your hand before Im old show me what love is havent got a clue show me that wonders can be true,they say nothing lasts forever were only here today love is now or never bring me far away take me to your heart take me to your soul give me your hand and hold me show me what love isbe my guidin

4、g star its easy take me to your heart standing on a mountain high looking at the moon through a clear blue sky I should go and see some friends but they dont really comprehend dont need too much talking without saying anything all I need is someone who makes me wanna sing,the sound of silence,Hello

5、darkness,my old friend Ive come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence,In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone Neath the halo of a street

6、 lamp I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people,maybe more People talking without speaking.,Simon How many loved your moments of glad grace, And

7、 loved your beauty with love false or true,when you are old,But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face; And bending down beside the glowing bars, Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled And paced upon the mountains overhead And hid his face amid a crowd of s

8、tars.,By John Keats,Captain！My Captain！,Captain!My Captain!Our fearful trip is done, The ship has weatherd every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But heart!heart!heart! the bl

9、eeding drops of red! Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. Captain! my Captain!rise up and hear the bells;,Rise up -for you the flag is flung -for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and ribbond wreaths-for you the shores crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eag

10、er faces turing; Here, Captain!dear father! This arm beneath your head; It is some dream that on the deck You ve fallen cold and dead. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm , he has no pulse nor will;,The ship is anchord safe and sound, its voyage closed and done; From fearful trip the victor s