HomesickByYuGuangzhongWhenIwasachild,myhomesicknesswasasmallstamp,LinkingMumattheotherendandmethis.WhenIgrownup,Iremainedhomesick,butitbecameaticketbywhichIsailedtoandfrommybrideattheotherend.Thenhomesicknesstooktheshapeofagrave,Muminsideofitandmeoutside.NowI’mstillhomesick,butitisanarrowstraitSeparatingmeonthissideandthemainlandontheother.COLORSbyC.G.RossettiWhatispink?AroseispinkBythefountain'sbrink.Whatisred?Apoppy'sredInitsbarleybed.Whatisblue?TheskyisblueWherethecloudsfloatthro'.Whatiswhite?AswaniswhiteSailinginthelight.Whatisyellow?Pearsareyellow,Richandripeandmellow.Whatisgreen?Thegrassisgreen,Withsmallflowersbetween.Whatisviolet?CloudsarevioletInthesummertwilight.Whatisorange?Why,anorange,Justanorange!TheSwingbyR.L.Stevenson(PartI)Howdoyouliketogoupinaswing,Upintheairsoblue?Oh,IdothinkitthepleasantestthingEverachildcando.。(PartII)Upintheairandoverthewall,TillIcanseesowide,RiverandtreesandcattleandallOverthecountryside----(PartIII)TillIlookdownonthegardengreenDownontheroofsobrownUpintheairIgoflyingagainUpintheairanddown!WhenDayIsDonebyTagoreIfthedayisdone,Ifbirdssingnomore.Ifthewindhasfiaggedtired,Thendrawtheveilofdarknessthickuponme,EvenasthouhastwrapttheearthwithThecoverletofsleepandtenderlyclosed,Thepetalsofthedroopinglotusatdusk.Fromthetraverer,Whosesackofprovisionsisemptybeforethevoyageisended,Whosegarmentistornanddust-laden,Whosestrengthisexhausted,removeshameandpoverty,AndrenewhislifelikeaflowerunderThecoverofthykindlynight.