11st August 2006, Friday

Dear Diary,

It's Friday night now, about twelve o'clock, and I am supposed to be getting some beauty sleep, but I am studying a poem, so- no beauty sleep for me.

In Business English class this morning we had an unexpected reading lesson. This was it:

I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud

That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd,

A host, of golden daffodils;

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine

And twinkle on the milky way,

They stretched in never-ending line

Along the margin of a bay:

Ten thousand saw I at a glance,

Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they

Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;

A poet could not be but gay,

In such a jocund company!

I gazed-and gazed- but little thought

What wealth the show to me had brought;

For oft, when on my couch I lie

In vacant or in pensive mood,

They flash upon that inward eye

Which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills

And dances with the dafffodils.

That is a poem wrote by William Wordsworth about two hundred years ago. I don't know what it exactly means, but it's interesting to be leaded discovering its rhyming scheme and that sentence 1 & 3 have same rhyme and 2 & 4 have other same rhyme leaving the rest 2 sentences in the third same rhyme. It is not easy to write a poem, isn't it? I like the first sence most, as we have same words in Chinese ancient poem.

Au revoir,

Jessie