No need to look as beautiful as the full moon, just need a noble virtuous character.
Do not want any love and love that reigns, but the fullness of soul meaningfulness.
Let not as pretty as the moon of the night, bebaik civility remains so ideal.
The beautiful paradise is unlikely to be extinguished, but the noble heart that continues to survive.
Pale bamboo sharp nan, as if cruel irritation irresistible.
Reed rods incarnate the walls of the building, turning nine in Sumatra.
At the beginning of my brave with a challenge, now willing to assist the time.