this is the beginning of my essay in English. Please correct my mistakes. And really, we can do many things in our life, but we can’t know when we will dead, and when our love will dead. We do many things and hope that we will be happy, but we never think what can be if we do anything but will be late. We may be late. We may be late to love, to feel, to think, to watch, to do. We don’t think that every day can be last. Our life has own roles, own law and own surprise. When I read this book at the first time I can see only one meaning. I can see only love history. He is very brilliant young man, she is very ambitious poor girl. And she wants to be in love, she wants to be happy and she can bring much of a sacrifice. This story will can be banal story about rich young man and poor clever girl, but she dead. They lost each other for failing to enjoy the happiness. He can’t think about his life without her, but she knows that he must subsist. It will be very hard for him and she can’t do something. She feeling that she is helpless. And there love can’t help them. We often say that really love conquers all things, but love can’t conquer death. All world can be bright and glowing with happiness, but love can’t conquer death. How long does it last? Can love be measured by the hours in a day? This love story finished too fast. They are happy too little time. They can’t was parents, they can’t gave the name their son. She dead too early. Bo Bennett said: Avoiding the phrase "I don't have time...", will soon help you to realize that you do have the time needed for just about anything you choose to accomplish in life. But the hero of this story can’t avoid the phrase. She didn’t has time, she didn’t has years, months, weeks, hours, minutes and yea… she didn’t has seconds. In really, we all don’t have time. We don’t have time that tell our sweet one that we love they. We don’t have time that do the most important things: make a phone call, send one SMS, to give one little smile, to see the beauty of the sunset, kiss the man. We can read thick books, we can write long oeuvre, we can go for very important meetings, but we don’t have time for really important things. This story teaches us that love the most important things in our life.