A BOY WANT TO PROPOSE A SECOND TIME, BECAUSE THE GIRL ACCIDENTALLY THROWS THE RING ON THE SMALL CLOSE LAKE.
WHEN THE TIME THAT HE DECIDES TO PROPOSE A SECOND TIME BECAUSE SHE REALLY LOVE THAT WOMAN.
THAT WOMAN IS VERY PRECIOUS OF HIM. WHY? BECAUSE SHE'S THE ONE WHO'VE CHANGE HIS PERSONALITY AND WHAT HE CAN DO ON A GOOD.
HE CAN'T SLEEP THINKING OF THAT WOMAN. THAT'S WHY HE HAS AN IDEA, HE PUT THE RING ON THE TOP OF HIS INDEX FINGER THEN HE PUT ONE SMALL SHELL SO THAT IT CAN MAKE THAT WOMAN SURPRISED.
SHE DIDN'T KNOW THAT HE DIVE AND FIND THE RING AT THE BOTTOM OF THE CLOSE LAKE.
NOW THAT THIER ALONE AND THAT'S THE PERFECT TIME TO PROPOSE. HE AUTOMATICALLY HANDS ON THE INDEX FINGER WITH A SHELL IN FRON OF THAY WOMAN.
Boy: This shell is very especial the ring that I want to give you wss missing, so my plan was this shell. If you accept this proposal of me and not to reject it you will find a very wonderful magic surprise inside.
:Do you believe in me that for example I'm in the other world accidentally lost and land here in your world, In then I found you and I truly falls in love with you.
Do understand it,it means (I, is the other life and when i lost and land inside your life, The I found someone that is perfectly can change my personality and my dark past and when you completely made it I truly falls in love with you).
Girl: (Just nodded with a confused face in then she taken the shell anf she was surprised that she saw the ring that she accidentally thrown infront of him). The woman just take tge ring and put on her ring finger with a joy on her smile.
Boy: Why they always change your mind?
Girl: I've missed you want, but now I won't miss you a second time : i want to grab my happiness of my self.
Boy: The moment you put on that ring, I, a man that you perfectly puzzled my broken life, promise I'll take all the responsibility for you forever.
Girl: And I promise that I will not hurt you and lie to you. I will stay woth you.
Boy: I think that's my line(shy).
Girl: I'll not only stay with you but also I wilk make you my very most biggest brightest star in our amazing world.
If you’ve ever seen Mulan, and we know you have, you’re obsessed with “Reflection.” That’s just science. But have you ever asked yourself why? Yes, it’s partially due to the infectious melody and smooth stylings of Lea Solonga, but it also because that song is seriously about all of us. Here’s the proof.
-We’re neither perfect brides or perfect daughters. We too have struggled to meet expectations put on us by others. It’s not a good feeling to think you’ve let someone down. -An age-old battle, isn’t it friends? Trying to reconcile what you want with what others want for you. -We’ve certainly looked in mirror and been like, whoa, is that us? Always take your makeup off before you go to sleep, ladies. Although Mulan is talking mostly in metaphor at this point, her meaning is certainly not lost on us. -We don't know that where confused on inside and outside, we didn't even know that there's something or anything that we can't do and we can do. -We always look on the mirror because we always think on how could be my attitude and my identity on inside and outside be perfected, when we always look on the mirror and you probably think on "why am I like this?" / "why can't I be like someone who doesn't have any problems?" and "Why is my face like this?" ×_×. -You think on why I can't be a perfect person (YOU NEVER KNOWN IT? BECAUSE OF YOUR BAD DOINGS, YOUR NOT PERFECT, WE ALL KNOWN THAT GOD IS THE ONLY ONE WHO IS PERFECT). -You think that your not perfect to be a good daughter or a good bride our answer are (NO) why? If you're not a good person you could not be perfect but if you could do something that actually exists in your heart you totally perfect on that title. -Trying to hide who you are is the worst and it’s something no one should ever have to do. Mulan will eventually discover just that, but it doesn’t make this part of the song easier to listen to. -We’ve all wished that it was easier be to ourselves sometimes. Take puberty for example. That was especially rough. But we have a secret (which we learned in part from this movie): we owe it not only to ourselves, but to everyone else, to be exactly who we are. -Our advice? As soon as this story poem is finished and you hit replay to belt it out at the top of your lungs, realize that it’s a wonderful power ballad and that it’s also a magical spell that has made you uber confident and ready to face anything. It’s become a positive anthem!
I feel the carousel starting slowly And going faster and faster: desk, papers, books, Photographs of friends, the window and the trees Merging in one neutral band that surrounds Me on all sides, everywhere I look.
And I cannot explain the action of leveling, Why it should all boil down to one Uniform substance, a magma of interiors.
My guide in these matters is your self, Firm, oblique, accepting everything with the same Wraith of a smile, and as time speeds up so that it is soon Much later, I can know only the straight way out, The distance between us. Long ago The strewn evidence meant something, The small accidents and pleasures Of the day as it moved gracelessly on, A housewife doing chores. Impossible now To restore those properties in the silver blur that is The record of what you accomplished by sitting down "With great art to copy all that you saw in the glass" So as to perfect and rule out the extraneous Forever. In the circle of your intentions certain spars Remain that perpetuate the enchantment of self with self: Eyebeams, muslin, coral. It doesn't matter Because these are things as they are today Before one's shadow ever grew Out of the field into thoughts of tomorrow.
oh darling, hear me like you always do, but who are you?
while I stroll dust-ridden pavements you tread on star-studded universes– while I breathe in the hopes of dawn and exhale the anxieties of dusk you seemed to share a bloodline with the dainty stars and the gibbous moon– not a need to let yourself be known not a want to make everyone listen
quietly you watch I do not know where you are, however you hide amongst the curtains of the black sky you camouflage within the constellations you disappear into the dark canvas cautiously
oh darling, hear me like you always do, but who are you?
while I'm lost in my blindness in my dreams working your serene magic, you silently slip your quiet advice amidst my solemn slumber while I'm falling deeper into my deepest abyss with the utmost transparent touch, you almost embrace me, in a cold comforting way allowed me to pen diaries on your moons so that it's light would prevent me from sinking any further into the dark gave me a glassy shoulder disguised with raven ink to run my crystal tears on a cold comfort
and when the sunrise awakes peeking through the gradient pink clouds you depart like one waiting for the midnight train with your plethora of stars and placid moon
oh darling who are you?
---------------------- it's a bit late, I'm aware I said I was gonna work on the old guys