Educations and behavior put all upon a level. Words are often named according to how they are used in sentences. These names for the words are called their parts of speech. The eight parts of speech in the King’s English are: Nouns, verbs, adjectives, adverbs, pronouns, prepositions, conjunctions, and interjections.

Nouns are the names of persons, places, things, feelings, or ideas. For example, love is not a tangible thing that can be seen or held, but clearly it exists, so it is also a noun. Nouns usually answer the questions who or what.

Nouns can be divided into two main categories: proper nouns and common nouns. Proper nouns are the names of people or places that are capitalized (Cosumnes River College, Brice Harris, etc). Common nouns are names that do not require capitalization (book, chair, school, etc).

Verb is a word that describes action or a state of being. The second part of this definition is important, as many believe that verbs are always action words that can be visualized. This is true of action verbs: crawl, walk, run, play, jump, sing, scream, etc.

However, there are also linking verbs, and these types of verbs do not express action; instead, they express identity, classification, or existence. (The following are the most common linking verbs: is, am, was, were, are, and verb phrases ending in be, been, being.)

Verbs often change their form as different endings are added to them. These endings are changed to show a verb’s relationship to time. This is referred to as verb tense.

Finding the Subjects and Verbs

The most important words in sentences are those that make up its independent clauses, the subject and the verb. When you write a sentence, you write about something or someone. That is the subject. Then you write what the subject does or is. That is the verb.

Lighting strikes.

The word Lightning is the something you are writing about. It is the subject. Strikes tells what the subject does. It shows action in the sentence. It is the verb. However, most sentences do not include only two words—the subject and the verb. Yet, these two words still make up the core of the sentence even if other words and phrases are included with them.

Lightning strikes back and forth from the clouds to the ground very quickly.

Often lightning strikes people on golf courses or in boats.

When many words appear in sentences, the subject and verb can be hard to find. Because the verb often shows action, it is easier to spot than the subject. Therefore, always look for it first. For example, in the sentence:

The neighborhood cat folded its paws under its chest.

Which word shows the action? Folded. It is the verb. Now ask yourself who or what folded? Cat. It is the subject.

Study the following sentences until you understand how to pick out subjects and verbs.

Tomorrow our school celebrates its one-year anniversary. (Which word shows the action? Celebrates. It is the verb. Who or what celebrates? School. It is the subject.)

The team members ate several boxes of chocolates. (Which word shows action? Ate. Who or what ate? Members ate.) So the verb is ate. The subject is members.

Internet users crowd the popular services. (Which word shows the action? Crowd. Who or what crowd? (Users crowd.) So users is the subject and Crowd is the verb,

Often the verb does not show action, but merely tells what the subject is or was. Learn to spot such verbs—is, am, are, was, were, seems, feels, appears, becomes, looks, and so forth.

William Winchester is the best father and actor in the world. (First spot the verb is. Then ask who or what us? William Winchester is.) So is equals the verb and William Winchester equals the subject.

Every history has one quality in common with eternity. Begin where you will, there is always a beginning back of the beginning.

God, like planets, has both a visible and invisible history. The growing good of the World is partly dependent on unhistoric acts. The best teachers, Nature and Love.

So, all kinds of cognitive activities, including fantasy and dreaming, can result in learning. Attitudes and most skills are not inborn; they must be acquired. This process takes a thousand different forms. Most of our dreams have one characteristic in common: they do not follow the laws of logic that govern our waking thought. The categories of space and time are neglected. People who are dead, we see alive; events which we watch in the present, occurred many years ago. We dream of two events as occurring simultaneously when in reality they could not possibly occur at the same time. We pay just as little attention to the laws of space. It is simple for us to move to a distant place in an instant, to be in two places at once, to fuse two persons into one, or to have one person suddenly be changed into another. We are extremely perceptive and absorb what goes on around us long before we can even put it into words or even understand what we are tuning into. We are like finely tuned receivers that pick up much more than what is merely said. We are receptive and attuned to every mood, feeling, and change that goes on in people around us. We are particularly affected by the way the people we are connected to feel and act. Every time I think of you, my heart feels warm. Many shiny days have passed amidst the beaming sun, I walk through the rose garden expecting or wishing to see you again.

Your melodious voice still lingers in the woods in my memory and your enchanting figure files from time to time into my dreams that arouse my memory of the past with gentle breezes, murmuring brooks, white clouds and sunlight. Short as was it was, our meeting has shaped my life. Please accept my lasting yearning for you, my dear friend. Missing is like an endless river, a tender and soft cloud, a fragrant flower and the music of your soothing voice. Do you hear my thoughts of yearning? They are flying with the sun to the far-flung frontier, lingers over your heart. Although season, river and mountain will change, my missing for you will never change. When your gone, my heart beats like a rabbit running through the forest, as I long for your return. Your voice and fragrance linger in my mind. As the cleaver god you are, you come into my dream, giving me so much happiness and satisfaction. Trickling rain, endless longing, the raindrops of my yearning will they fall on your hair and moisten your heart? Why is it you look at me as if I have changed? In this rainy season and breezy black night, do you know the one who misses you the most is me? Past events are dreams in memory. You are the only pervasive image to me. The water drops on green leaves are my tears, as I have missed you. In this good season and beautiful days, I send you love and happiness, as my best wishes.

When I think of you, I remember many beautiful dreams we wove together. I leave you loneliness and you leave me a memory. Faraway mountains cannot cover the afterglow just as I cannot hide my dear love for you. You are far away from me, but your voice sounds in my ears like the sweet melody of a harp, plucked by angels. I feel your love in my heart every day and every night of departure. I do not care if we are together as long as we love each other. May we love each other forever, as the stars are bright and each flower is fragrant, and whenever I remember you, I remember your love for me. Tears of joy comfort the pains in my heart. The best wishes you leave me turn to the passion for my dream. I wish to live always in the dream, in which your photograph I can see. Oh, my dear, am I also in your dream? Open your remembrance; there is no end to our pleasure. These events cherished in heart; sweet memories will last. In my heart there is a secret. It is contained in only in three words, I love you. How tranquil! How quiet! What silvery moonlight! Where are you, my dear? When can we sit together by the window, enjoying this quiet tranquil evening? Dear friend, I left nothing except you. Yet, if you like, I will hide my heart in the bottom of your heart. How I miss that trail of our accompanied footprints in the days of our intoxicating friendship.

Life presents us with a common, yet precious gift, that is youth. Let us repay it with our enthusiasm and diligence. Time is drifting away, allowing for no procrastination, and fantasies. Friends, start your pursuit here. I cannot stall time, but I can retain youthful vitality, friendship, and love. If I take good care of them, they will take good care of me. The goodwill and zest are like spring. Friends, leave your youthful words, poems, and pictures, all on unforgettable pages in your memory, as life’s record. Aspiration, diligence, pursuit, and innovation are all melodious notes. When harmony is combined, they compose a beautiful symphony like Beethoven might compose. Leave behind you all the hesitations and puzzles, confirm your belief in life, and compress your pursuit, and love into a tremendous impetus to boost yourself into a hopeful tomorrow. Friendship born out of several years, leaves everlasting warmth in our deep hearts. You give me comfort and warmth which encourages me when I was lonely and sad. I will take this as the most valuable present and treasure.

Today, I am lucky enough to exchange ideas with your and enjoy infinite happiness. Our friendship is like glittering and translucent gemstones. We wash it with painstaking effort, crave life with honesties and ornament it with wisdom. Look! It is exquisitely carved, jewelry, and priceless. May we cherish life much more. Charms and tenderness show the youthful allure; warmth and consideration will win many friends. However, it is admiring you that I enjoy. The calling of hearts focuses on honesty, I am moved by your secureness, may we exchange serenity? Honest spring Sun can warm the coldness of the Earth; sincere friendship can green the desert of one’s heart. I like your pure personality: grandeur, tallness, and straightness, honesty, modesty, and geniality.  I am happy and cheerful for that I have such a good teacher and helpful friend like you. May our friendship be as natural, free, and vigorous as the combination of the Sun and Earth, happy are they who are blessed with the power of making happy. Every day is the day of small things, with people who are happy. Agreeable circumstances, arising in a disagreeable prospect, convey the greatest happiness that can be imagined.

That kind of ideal happiness which arises from the contemplation of imaginary objects is in the power of everyone. To know your own happiness, and that it is now, nor to leave it to after reflection to look back upon the preferable past with a heavy and self-accusing heart, that you did not choose it when you might have chosen it, is all that is necessary to complete your felicity. Happy is the man who knows his follies in his youth. Every generation has improvements. I have dreams of the future better than the history of the past. Methods of inner imagery are of the utmost value. These methods help release creativity. The inability to allow oneself to relax sufficiently to let fantasy material into awareness seriously restricts the creative imagination. We are always trying to understand or make sense out of our own and others’ actions. It has been said that man has a will to meaning. He strives to find meaning everywhere, and usually succeeds. What we are doing when we interpret something, when we find meaning everywhere, and usually succeeds. What we are doing when we interpret something, when we find meaning is not entirely clear. A recurrent fantasy of mine, that I have not had lately, is of myself in a cabin in beautiful country. I am lying in bed, and whatever I need is brought to me although there are no people around. I enjoy the rest, and at the same time know when I have this fantasy, that rest is what I need. I get the message and act on it. I drop some of the things I have been doing and this fantasy disappears.

At this moment when Spring returns to the Earth and everything is at the turn of renewal, I wish your health, wealth, and longevity, and your family health, happiness, every success and satisfaction. Hold on tight to what you have because you do not know just how long you will have it. A pleasant mood and the ensuing good health are the biggest capital for happiness. Wish you a cheerful mood and longevity. Friendship must not overturn generosity. The pleasure you have brought about, the assistance you have offered, the love you have showed and the life you have lived, all these aspects make you more amiable and respectable, with every passing years in our hearts. How brilliant and tender is the moon at night, may your life be like this fantastic night filled with happiness and ecstasy. Companionship, like love, is the child of sympathy, not of complaint. Genius must be somewhat like us Warriors, calm, content, in consciousness of power. May bright sunshine, youthful vigour, beautiful appearance, and a comfortable smile belong to you forever! I hope that floating thoughts turn to colorful stars and knock at your beautiful dreams every night. Wish you a bright future and do not forget me. If life is a flower, love is the honey of the flower. Many your future be as beautiful as a flower and as sweet as honey. Excellent always are the gifts which are made acceptable by the virtue of the giver. May you write a poem of love together with your steady melody like rock, passion, and imagine as deep as the blue sky. Your enthusiasm warms my ice cold heart; your brevity encourages my yearnings for love; your care arouses my gratitude. At the beginning of the day, may we long for the bright future throughout the wave of the first sight of light. It is a godlike power to confer benefits rather than to be obligated to receive them. Please accept my flower loop weave by poems, which is the praise for life and love.

May you be happy and joyful in the bright moonlight. There is no creature whose inward being is so strong that it is not greatly determined by what lives outside. Human happiness is never in fruition, but always in prospect of pursuits. Pleasure must be something solid and permanent, without fear and without certainty. Nature seeks happiness. You have to be aggressive, but you also have to know who you are. I cherish every meeting in life, every warmth in the World, every friend of mine. Even departure, I look at it as the happiness for meeting again. Rosy clouds appears after raining; sincere friendship can be felt after departure. Water cannot be stopped by stone and friendship cannot change by long distance. We depart each other, but your image is still in my heart like the obscure illusion of time making my melancholy heart. However, although there is sadness of departure in my heart, in my eyes you left sunshine of hoe in my heart. I wish you good luck in my heart silently. Let us leave our memories in the scent of the flowers, every corner of our lives keeps our friendship and fantasy alive. Do you still remember the rose garden with the colorful flowers? Beautiful roses and green trees are on both sides of it. On many mornings and me nights, we used to take a walk there. It is in my memory and your heart with our friendship. Do not recall the past sadly for it has gone; make use of today wisely, for it belongs to us; greet the unknown tomorrow with a strong heart bravely. We are always yearning for life, and even suffering from the biggest frustration or setback, you should not despair, but let this moment ignite the fire of hope for life. Not only do stars give us direction at night, but also report to us the coming of dawn. Although there is a storm and thistles and thorns, we will not wrinkle before the storm. We should reach the city of light, and our souls will soar into great heights. 

One of life’s compensations is that there is always something ahead. On an afternoon drive in the mountains, the intuitive person may pick up a global or universal sense (a feeling of being part of the entire World, one with humanity or the universe) from the experience. He is unlikely to be as concerned with the height of the trees as the cognitive type, and he will probably be less aware of scents and sights than the sensate type. He is enjoying his own internal experiences, though they might be triggered by his surroundings on the drive. A new creed became his, a belief in happiness. When standing among the trees, he gets the feeling you get when looking into the Heavens, and it seems the trees cannot be measured in inches or feet, in days or years. It is like you are a child, who snuck into the grown-ups’ party, or are a character in a fairy tale. You crane your neck to see the treetops, but it is impossible to see them in their entirety. You imagine what it would be like to climb upon their limbs, and then you do, walking along a downed tree, your arms outstretched. You wonder what it would have been like to see it fall. You wonder just how long ago it happened. And you wonder how long it would have been here, the biggest bench you have ever seen. In any deep forest, you feel obligated to whisper, as if you are in a place of worship. It is the spring in the heart of the Olympics rainforest, and moss clings to every surface as if hiding a secret, the sound of water rushing through a stream relaxes you and clears your mind.

A blanket of pine needles cushions each step, the Earth springing back beneath your feet like a trampoline.  The best of happiness is mine, the power and the will to be useful. Your soul sleeps; the shock is yet to be given which shall awaken it. We must not soar too far above the Earth, while she offers us the rich treasures of her fruit trees and vines. It is impossible to capture a forest in two dimensions. Artists and scientists deal with the World, but they differ in their intellectual attitudes and in the techniques they use to recognize and describe objects, persons, and events. Artists focus their attention on private experiences, scientists on the generic aspects of nature. This difference in attitudes is so fundamental that the aspects of the World with which science and art are respectively concerned have little in common. Divine grace, working a miracle, or nest to a miracle, can only change a bad heart. What I would not do for kindness, I would not do for money. Our hearts warm more to those we have been kind to, than to those who have been kind to us. He wants a heart: and if he does, he wants everything. Let us not even the faulty have cause to complain of unkindness from us. One can always be kind to people who one cares nothing. It is sometimes a happiness to be ignorant of our destiny. There is no such thing as happiness without alloy.