Flowers Every Night Blossom In The Sky;

Suddenly The Drunken Sweetheart Appeared Out Of My Door. She Drank A Cup Of Ruby Wine And Sat By My Side. Seeing And Holding The Lockets Of Her Hair My Face Became All Eyes, And My Eyes All Hands.

If Your Thought Is A Rose, You Are A Rose Garden; And If It Is A Thistle, You Are Fuel For The Fire.

Don't Get Lost In Your Pain, Know That One Day Your Pain Will Become Your Cure.

No One Looks Back And Regrets Leaving This World. What's Regretted Is How Real We Thought It Was.

You Left Ground And Sky Weeping, Mind And Soul Full Of Grief. No One Can Take Your Place In Existence Or In Absence.