导读： Napoleon Bonaparte sends his love to Josephine de Beauharnais 下面是中国招生考试网http://www.chinazhaokao.com/小编今......
Without you?I'd be a soul without a purpose.
Without you?I'd be an emotion without a heart
I'm a face without expression,A heart with no beat.
Without you by my side,I'm just a flame without the 没有你? 我将是一个没有目的的灵魂;没有你? 我的情感将没有了根基;我将是一张没有表情的脸;一颗停止跳动的心;没有你在我身边;我只是一束没有热量的火焰。
If you were a teardrop;In my eye,
For fear of losing you,I would never cry
And if the golden sun,Should cease to shine its light,
Just one smile from you,Would make my whole world bright
If I were to fall in love,It would have to be with youYour eyes, your smile,The way you laugh,The things you say and do
Take me to the places,My heart never knew
So, if I were to fall in love,It would have to be with you.
1. Johnny Cash wishes wife June Carter Cash a happy 65th birthday (1994)
'We get old and get used to each other. We think alike. We read each others minds. We know what the other wants without asking. Sometimes we irritate each other a little bit. Maybe sometimes take each other for granted. But once in awhile, like today, I meditate on it and realise how lucky I am to share my life with the greatest woman I ever met.'
2. Winston Churchill tells wife Clementine Churchill of his undying love (1935)
'My darling Clemmie, in your letter from Madras you wrote some words very dear to me, about having enriched your life. I cannot tell you what pleasure this gave me, because I always feel so overwhelmingly in your debt, if there can be accounts in love.'
3. John Keats tells next door neighbour Fanny Brawne he can not live without her (1819)
'I cannot exist without you - I am forgetful of every thing but seeing you again - my Life seems to stop there - I see no further. You have absorb'd me.'
4. Ernest Hemingway professes his love to Marlene Dietrich (1951)
'I can't say how every time I ever put my arms around you I felt that I was home.'
5. Napoleon Bonaparte sends his love to Josephine de Beauharnais (1796)
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 dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.