(五十二) At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.每一个沐浴在爱河中的人都是诗人。
(五十三) Your smile like sunshine, you smell like wind, your warmth like hot Latte.你的微笑像阳光,你闻起来就像风,你的温暖像热拿铁。
(五十四) Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.有一次,我们梦见彼此互不相识。我们醒了,才知道我们原是相爱的。