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There is wind where the rose was,
Cold rain where sweet grass was,
And clouds like sheep
Stream o'er the steep
Grey skies where the lark was.
Nought warm where your hand was,
Nought gold where your hair was,
But phantom, forlorn,
Beneath the thorn,
Your ghost where your face was.
Cold wind where your voice was,
Tears, tears where my heart was,
And ever with me,
Child, ever with me,
Silence where hope was.
November by Walter de la Mare
Finally I know how to put a new discussion by myself
I am a new fish, and I have been learning English for more than 10 years. But there are some problems which make me confussed recently, i do not know how to improve my english in listening, speaking, reading and writing, it seems to me that all endeavours are unuseful, not matter how hard i am trying to remember some new words or improve my listening level, tomorrow it will become the similarity with today.I am so frustred and I do not know whether or not I should continue my studying.