*|.* (v) Ngày Valentine của tôi .
How Deep Is Your Love
Bee Gees
I know your eyes in the morning sun
I feel you touch me in the pouring rain
And the moment that you wander far from me
I wanna feel you in my arms again
And you come to me on a summer breeze
Keep me warm in your love and then softly leave
And it's me you need to show
Chorus:
How deep is your love
I really need to learn
cause we're living in a world of fools
Breaking us down
When they all should let us be
We belong to you and me
I believe in you
You know the door to my very soul
You're the light in my deepest darkest hour
You're my saviour when I fall
And you may not think
I care for you
When you know down inside
That I really do
And it's me you need to show
Be My Valentine .
Posted by
Richard Clark .
http://blog.wolframalpha.com/2013/02/14/wolframalpha-be-my-valentine/#comment-93194
Years ago when I was young,
there was something I wanted to know:
“Could math ever be super popular,
or has it begun to plateau?”
Although being “smart” and quite “witty,”
I never could figure math out.
Its numbers were letters, its letters were prime,
I wanted to stand up and shout.
But then I grew old, I became an adult,
I discovered you via my friend.
Your language was “natural” and interfaced well,
it was something I could comprehend.
You promised me math would be cool,
with your help I’d learn all of my wants,
from the many step-by-steps of integrals,
to financial things made just for quants.
You said “I’ll teach you about moles,
and then I’ll teach you about pi,
roughly seven to the power of seven
divided by four to the power of nine.”
How wet would you get in a storm,
how many girls are named Lorraine?
Of the countries that border Romania,
one of them is the Ukraine.
Batman and Gotham are so far away;
Capulet said much less than that lass.
If you like fun facts, we have more most days,
like caloric counts in a sea bass.
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In fact it will never be done.
We’re adding new features at lightning-fast speed,
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Nguồn : http://www.wolframalpha.com/input/?i=cupid+curve
(V) *|*. TalK AbouT LOVE .
Love is not rude. It is never aimed at hurting anyone. It is not careless with words or actions that could cause any pain to the one who is loved.
How many times have we hurt the very ones we love with words we thought were insignificant? How many relationships have been destroyed by disrespect?
Love cares. Love protects. Love uplifts and builds up and does not aim to offend or put down.
Love is fragile. It grows when we take care of it. It dies when it is neglected.
We are not perfect, but let this not be an excuse for being careless with the ones we truly love. Small things matter. The smallest of words could cause the deepest pain or bring the greatest joy.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. – 1 Corinthians 13:4-8
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Tra te e il mare
Non ho più paura di te
Tutta la mia vita sei tu
Vivo di respiri che lasci qui
Che consumo mentre sei via
Non posso più dividermi
Tra te e il mare
Non posso più restare ferma ad aspettare
Io che avrei vissuto da te
Nella tua straniera città
Sola, con l'istinto di chi sa amare
Sola, ma pur sempre con te
Non posso più dividermi
Tra te e il mare
Non posso più sentirmi stanca di aspettare
No, amore no
Io non ci sto
O ritorni o resti lì
Non vivo più, non sogno più
Ho paura aiutami
Amore non ti credo più
Ogni volta che vai via
Mi giuri che è l'ultima
Preferisco dirti "Addio"
Cerco di notte in ogni stella un tuo riflesso
Ma tutto questo a me non basta, adesso cresco
No, amore no
Io non ci sto
O ritorni o resti lì
Non vivo più, non sogno più
Ho paura aiutami
Amore non ti credo più
Ogni volta che vai via
Mi giuri che è l'ultima
Preferisco dirti "Addio"
Non posso più dividermi
Tra te e il mare
Non posso più restare ferma ad aspettare
Non posso più dividermi
Tra te e il mare
ENGLISH VERSION
Mum only for you me song goes up
mum you will be there for me you won't be alone
How much do I love you
these words of love
that my heart wispers to you
maybe they are not used anymore
Ah mum
but the most beautiful of my songs is you
You are the life and for life* I don't leave you anymore
_______ ________
I'm not afraid of you anymore
you are all my life
I live of the breaths you leave behind
and that I consume when you are away
I cannot anymore have fun between you and the sea
I cannot stand still anymore to wait
I that would have lived from you
in your strange city
alone with the instinct of who knows how to love
alone but always with you
I cannot have fun anymore betwwen you and the sea
I cannot feel tired anymore of waiting
no! love no, I don't agree
or yyou come back or you reamin there... I dont' live anymore
I don't dream anymore...I'm afraid...help me!!!
Love I don't believe you anymore
every time you go away
you swear it's the last time
I prefer to say to you good bye
I search at night in every star your reflection
But all this is not enough for me...now
I grow up/old
no! love no, I don't agree
or yyou come back or you reamin there... I dont' live anymore
I don't dream anymore...I'm afraid...help me!!!
Love I don't believe you anymore
every time you go away
you swear it's the last time
I prefer to say to you good bye
I cannot have fun anymore betwwen you and the sea
I cannot stand still anymore to wait
I cannot have fun anymore betwwen you and the sea
Source :
http://lyricstranslate.com/en/Tra-te-e-il-mare-Tra-te-e-il-mare.html
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Toán học thuần túy, theo cách của riêng nó, là thi ca của tư duy logic.
Pure mathematics is, in its way, the poetry of logical ideas.
Albert Einstein .
Toán học thuần túy, theo cách của riêng nó, là thi ca của tư duy logic.
Pure mathematics is, in its way, the poetry of logical ideas.
Albert Einstein .
