哥哥爸爸真伟大 名誉照我家 . . . . . . 妹妹背着洋娃娃 走到花园来看花

( Ella Wheeler Wilcox) ‘Little kids,’ you call us As we are at play.

I have a dear old daddy for whom I nightly pray, He has a set of whiskers that are always in the way.

(Aleksander Sergeevitsch Pushkin ,1799-1837) (Translated by M.Kneller)

Goodbye to you my trusted friend We’ve known each other since we were nine or ten

(George Gordon Byron, 1788–1824) So, we’ll go no more a-roving So late into the night,

Moonriver, wider than a mile, I’m crossing you in style, some day.

( Kate Greenaway,1846-1901) Jump–jump–jump– Jump away From this town into The next, to-day.

She’ll be coming round the mountain When she comes… Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream…

燕子去了，有再来的时候；杨柳枯了，有再青的时候；桃花谢了，有再开的时候。