Shall I compare you to a summer's day ?
 Your art more lovely and more temperate ;
 Rough winds do shake the darling buds of may ,

 And summer's lease heath all too short a date ;

 Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines ,

 And often is his gold complexion Dimmed ;

It's just a new era.

I've just open a new blog for the students of Bangladesh .I'm sure everyone will enjoy this site.