How it seems beautiful
When the first sun ray comes from courtyard,
How it seems beautiful when different birds cheeping in different sounds,
As seems as they all together lifting your name with praise,
These entire creatures are beautiful because you are beautiful,
All these present your holiness yes you are holy.
There is no way to measure what you are worth.
Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered,
And it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes,
And always preserve.
My heart can dance, my heart can sing,
My heart cans aloud, my heart can quite,
My heart may dreamy, my heart may alert.
My heart can jump toward the walls,
The boundary of man no catches my heart,
A man can seek the freedom of the feet,
But my heart was free, my heart is free,
my heart will free,
My heart freedom lives in me…
My books my friends,
in my leisure they are my company,
they breaks the chains of lacks sense, unwise, lacks wisdom,
my books protect me, owner me, with wisdom,
who teach me everything that is my books my best friend..