116 The earth hums to me today in the sun, like a woman at her spinning,...

115 The power that boasts of its mischiefs is laughed at by the yellow l...

114 The road is lonely in its crowd for it is not loved. 没人爱的道路 即使拥挤 也很孤独。

113 The hills are like shouts of children who raise their arms, trying t...

112 The sun has his simple rode of light. The clouds are decked with gor...

111 That which ends in exhaustion is death, but the perfect ending is in...

110 Man goes into the noisy crowed to drown his own clamour of silence. ...

109 I cast my own shadow upon my path, because I have a lamp that has no...

108 God is ashamed when the prosperous boasts of His special favour. 富贵者...