Little Leo's Red Kite

---Thomas Moores

'Tis the last rose of summer,
Left blooming alone.
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone.
No flow'r of her kindred,
No rosebud is nigh,
To reflect back her blushes
Or give sigh for sigh.

I'll not leave thee thou lone one
To pine on the stem,
Since the lovely are sleeping
Go sleep thou with them;
Thus kindly I scatter
Thy leaves o'er the bed,
Where thy mates of the garden
Lie scentless and dead.

So soon may I follow
When friendships decay,
And from loves' shining circle
The gems drop away!
When true hearts lie withered
And fond ones are flown
Oh! Who would inhabit
This bleak world alone?

In the first floor of school library,I heard someone using《The clock》as ringing tone of his mobile phone.So beautiful the voive it is!I suddenly remembered a song that I had heard from the movie 《Bad education》sang by a little blue boy.I had heard of the song several times but I was only moved by the little blue boy's voice.So I turned to find the lyric of the song in the library but only found the song above.I like every words of this song very much and searched them on internet,but I never found any better translation except the book in the library.

I invited three brothers once lived in the same dormitary to the third floor of the refectery in Zijingang Campus.During supper time,I watched them unconsciously.They changed as time pass by.From the behavior of eating, I noticed that one of them is becoming greedy--making up fake account to get profit from community without feeling ashamed.From the talk of future planning,I feeled that someone has changed his mind of love, maybe he realized that love is not only enjoyment,but also responsibility.I hope that someday he will be mature than ever before and find his wife not just lovers.

I appreciated one of them as before because he also changed better--Stronger wills than ever before when he found himslef could reach nothing but confusion.Being polite as usual that I did like. As time goes by,friends like gold hided beneath yellow sands,the longer you communicate with them ,the more you know them.

Approximately one year ago,he told me that he thought that I was a hospitable pocket that welcome everything no matter goodness or improbity.I remembered this sentence so clearly but find myself no longer a warm pocket as before.I have been hurted by some "freinds" and have build up a wall around my heart.

It seems increasingly sad if I keep on pondering,so I decide to go on with my experiment report.