How like a winter hath my absence been

From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!

What freezings have I felt…

What dark days seen!

What old Decemeber's bareness everywhere!

From you I have been absent in the spring

When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim

hath put a spirit of youth in everything

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

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 dimmed…

…and every fair from fair sometime declines,

by chance or nature's changing course, untrimm'd

That time of year thou mayst in me behold,

When yellow leaves, or none, or few,do hang

Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,

Bare ruin'd choirs

where late the sweet birds sang

没有你的日子 寒冷仿若严冬

你是流年之中 唯一的快乐暖风

我受尽寒冻

天空一片灰蒙

满目荒芜的腊月隆冬 四处空空

你和我暌离

那是在春季

斑斓的四月 已妆点舒齐

万物皆赋予 青春的灵气

我怎能将你比作夏天

夏天可不比你的娇艳温婉

狂风让五月娇蕾红消香断

夏天之时日稍纵即逝 何其短暂

时而烈日当空 灼灼耀眼

转眼又是云雾迷蒙 遮蔽金色面容

一切千芳万艳 总不免飘零凋败

    于我身上 你将看见秋天之光景

黄叶凋零落尽 或三三两两悬于枝头

挂在瑟缩的枯枝上 索索颤抖

这空旷荒废的歌台

再也不闻昔日的百鸟吟颂