分享彩神最高官方邀请码<希荖溮Q<8519381>日入十万，「—333qy.cc—「網」「自带要請馬」 【嵿-尖-洺-溮丨信.謍.岼.珆丨媾`采`渞`選丨①.懟.①丨洤.兲.茬.線.輔.導】第一财经Do not go gentle into that good night,Old age should burn and rave at close of day;Rage, rage against the dying of the light.Though wise men at
their end know dark is right,Because their words had forked no lightning theyDo not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like 4)meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against
the dying of the light. And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
