Sonnet 130
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress when she walks treads on the ground.

And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare

As any she belied with false compare.

@STARRYouo 十四行诗（丁丫修改版）
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My Starry's eyes are like the sun
Coral is far less red than her lips' red:
If snow be white，why then her skin are dun
If hairs be wires black wires grow on her head
I have seen roses damask'd， red and white，
such roses see in her cheeks
and in no perfumes is there more delight
than in the breath that from my Starry reeks
I love to hear her speak,yet well I know
that music hath a far more pleasing sound
I grant I never saw a goddess go，
my Starry, when she walks，treads on the ground:
and yet,by heaven,I think my love is rare
as any she belied with false compare

I bough two sweaters and both two are the same style,haha, I prepared to return one of them.The story just began with my thought, and I began to wash hairs and have shower. I found my skin is running so fast to the before days. So I should keep facial care every day.keep beautiful[兔子][兔子][兔子]