Short Poems On Beauty Of Nature นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date; Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm'd; But thy eternal summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st; Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st: So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

After all, beauty could only be called beautiful when it was discovered. In terms of aesthetic, there were two kinds of beauty: natural beauty and social beauty. The combination of both was real beauty. The beauty of reality lied in people's comprehension of it. On the one hand, the natural beauty referred to the beauty of natural objects that had not been processed, such as the starry sky and the sea. On the one hand, it referred to the beauty of processed humans, such as fields and gardens. The beautiful environment with pavilions and plants in front of her was naturally beautiful, and the irregular mountains were naturally beautiful. Even the reflection on the bank of the river was intoxi

* I saw the beauty of the sky Colors so vibrant you'd think they never die * I saw the beauty of the waves Every splash telling a story of younger days * I saw the beauty of the rains Every drop falling freely like horses without reins * I saw the beauty of the night For only then were the stars alight * I saw the beauty in the flames of a fire Each one burning with a different desire * I saw the beauty of Gold Glistening with bitter stories untold * Oh I saw the beauty of dust and clay Simple reminders of our end someday.