1. Poetry recitation by two people (describing the sea)
>>>>>Pushkin's "To the Sea" Goodbye, free and unrestrained sea! This is the last time you are in front of my eyes, with blue waves rolling and your beautiful face shining.
Like a friend's melancholy complaint, like his call at parting, I listen for the last time to your sad sound, the sound of your summons. You are where my heart’s desire lies! How often have I wandered along your shore, alone and silently, bewildered, still tormented by that secret wish! How I love your echoes, your sombre tones, the sound of your abyss, your silence at dusk, and your capricious passions! The humble sail of the fisherman, preserved by your caprice, glides bravely amid the breakers: but let a playful mood seize you, indomitable one, and destroy the flock of ships.
I once wanted to leave your lonely and motionless shore forever, congratulate you with joy and let my poems run far away along your waves, but I could not Get your wish! You waited, you called... but I was in chains; my soul struggled in vain: I was seduced by a strong passion that kept me on your shore... What is there to pity? ? Where is the carefree path I want to take now? There is something in your desert that shocked my soul. It was a crag, a glorious tomb... There, lost in cold sleep, were majestic memories: there Napoleon died.
There, he slept in misery. And right after him, just like the noise of the storm, another genius flies away from us. He is another king of our thoughts.
The singer who wept for the God of Liberty disappeared, leaving his laurels in the world. Let the evil weather be noisy, be agitated: Oh, the sea, it was he who once sang you.
Your image is reflected in him, he is shaped and grown by your spirit: like you, he is majestic, profound and somber, and like you, nothing can bring him to surrender. The world is empty...Ocean, where are you taking us now? People's fate is the same everywhere: wherever there is happiness, there are people guarding it: either enlightened sages or tyrannical kings.
Oh, goodbye, sea! I will never forget your majestic face, and I will listen long, long to your roar at dusk. My whole soul is filled with you, and I will carry your rocks, your bays, your flashes, your shadows, and your whispering waves into the forest and into the silent desert country.
The Sea [Poetry] I wandered to the seaside, leaving shallow footprints behind me. I stared at you silently, feeling the broad mind of the sea. The sea also paid attention to me silently, giving me strength and faith. The sea is indifferent because the passion is burning. The sea is silent because the heart is roaring. The sea is lonely to give me excitement. The sea is painful to make me smile. The breeze blowing on my face is the whisper in your ears. The warm sunshine is your tender eyes. I am speechless and you are speechless. In the two heavens, you don’t belong to me. I don’t own you. Everything is in my eyes. I quietly left. The beach is endless and careless. The sea, I am in your eyes, you are in my heart. The sea, the sea is blue. I see it. When it comes to you - the undulations of the microwave, the boundlessness, the unfathomable (cè) I marvel at the sound of the waves lapping at the shore, which is heart-stirring (xuán) and shocks me (hàn). The line connecting the sea and the sky is full of hope and makes me crazy (chī) I am obsessed with the blue and undulating sea. It makes me yearn for the sea. Can't I even lie in your arms and die quietly? Every clear night dream, you are the wonderful sky, I am the romantic cloud on your chest, with my affectionate eyes, your breath and pulse blend into my heart, making all the stars and flower fragrance in the world dim from now on, your hair - —The morning smoke and sunset glow fumigated by the sun always fill my thoughts. When your vast wind cleans away the dust, I am so intoxicated by your clean body that I lose my words. My soul, I want to be a fish swimming in your arms for the rest of my life. And when will you open your arms to me? Even if I die in your arms, I will have no regrets. Haizi's "Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Blooming" starts from tomorrow. , Be a happy person, feed horses, chop firewood, travel around the world starting from tomorrow, care about food and vegetables. I have a house, facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming from tomorrow, and write letters to every relative to tell them my happiness, that happy one What the lightning told me, I will tell everyone to give every river and every mountain a warm name. Stranger, I also bless you. May you have a brilliant future. May your lover eventually get married. May you be happy in the world. I also want to face the sea. The spring is warm and the flowers are blooming. The phantom sea rejects the mirage and comes again. Is the phantom sea changing or is it still a dream? It doesn’t matter. As long as I don’t deceive my soul, let the deep blue sea water cover my eyes. I want to see what all the fates of the past seabed were. The beginning of a hero, or the ending of a pirate. The sea cannot be silent for thousands of years and let the wind replace the echo on the surface. The sea has its own voice. The high pressure of loneliness for thousands of years is black and black. There is always a fish that can endure without eyes. , I can hear that there is always soft grass, strong roots in the fantasy, the sea has its own brain, which ship should be saved and which ship should be swallowed, it has its own choice, it is not blind wild waves, a hurricane sea that does not distinguish between black and white, there are Eyes: Which tower should sink, which island should rise? It has its own feelings and thoughts. The phantom sea is phantom. It has the songs of heroes and geniuses from ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad. To the east, come and sing the epic of the New World. It is boundless. It is all talent and inspiration that are loud and clear. East, choose for yourself. , I don’t know how to ask. 2. Reciting poems about the sea
About to drink wine Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return.
Don’t you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening. Life is proud to be thoroughly enjoyed themselves.
Don't let the gold bottle stand empty against the moon. By nature, my talents will be useful, and I will come back after all the gold is gone. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink wine, but don’t stop drinking. A song with you, please listen to me.
Zhonggu food and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time. In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names.
In the old days, King Chen had a banquet and had a lot of fun and banquets. What does the master mean if he has less money? It is up to you to sell it.
The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and the moon with you will sell off the eternal sorrow. Climbing the Stork Tower - Wang Zhihuan The sun sets over the mountains and the Yellow River flows into the sea.
If you want to see a thousand miles away, take it to the next level. Looking at the moon and remembering the past - Zhang Jiuling The bright moon rises on the sea, the end of the world is at this time.
Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night. When the candle is extinguished, the compassionate light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.
I can’t bear to give away gifts, but I still have a good night’s sleep. At dawn on an autumn night, I feel the coolness as I step out of the fence - Lu You. Thirty thousand miles of river flows eastward into the sea, and five thousand miles of mountains reach the sky.
The remaining people shed tears in the dust and look south to see Wang Shi for another year. Next to the foot of Beigu Mountain - Wangwan. Passengers pass outside the green mountains and go boating in front of the green water.
The tide is flat and the two sides are lost, the wind is rising and the sail is hanging. Hai Ri is born and the night is over, and Jiang Chun is entering the old year.
Where can I find the hometown book? It is near Yanluoyang. Chang Ge Xing - Han Dynasty Yuefu In the green garden, the sunflowers are waiting for the morning dew.
When spring comes, all things will shine. I am often afraid that when the autumn festival comes, the leaves of Kunhuang Huahua will decline.
When hundreds of rivers reach the sea from the east, when will they return to the west? Young idler, an old beggar.
Spring River Flowers and Moonlight Night - Zhang Ruoxu The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide. The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moon on the spring river anywhere.
The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like sleet. Frost is flying in the sky unknowingly, and the white sand on the pavilion cannot be seen.
The river and sky are completely dust-free, and there is only a solitary moon in the bright sky. Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people? Life is endless from generation to generation, but the river and the moon are only similar year after year.
I don’t know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending flowing water.
The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the green maple pond is full of sorrow.
Whose family is in a boat tonight? Where can I miss the moon tower? The poor moon is wandering upstairs, and it should be seen in the makeup mirror. The jade door curtain cannot be rolled away, and the brush on the anvil of clothes will come back.
At this time, we look at each other but do not hear each other, and I hope that the moonlight will shine on you. The swans fly long and light, and the fish and dragon dive into the water to form patterns.
Last night I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, and it was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring. The spring water flowing in the river is almost gone, and the moon sets over the river pool and turns to the west again (the ancient pronunciation is xiá, today's pronunciation is xié).
The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi and Xiaoxiang roads are endless. I don’t know how many people are returning by the moon, but the falling moon (a word meaning “flower”) shakes the trees all over the river with love.
The sea ●All the rivers come back, but I don’t know when they will stop, but they will not be full; when the tail stream flows out, I don’t know when they will stop, but they will not be empty. "Zhuangzi Autumn Water" Weilu (lǘ): Legend has it that it is the place where seawater is discharged.
The flow of rivers into the sea has never stopped, the sea water has never overflowed, and the sea water has never dried up. Later generations used this sentence to explain that things change and develop, and they start again and again.
●To the east is Jieshi to view the sea. Where is the water? The mountains and islands are standing tall.
There are many trees and lush grass. Jieshi in "Guan Canghai" by Cao Cao of the Three Kingdoms Wei Dynasty: refers to the Dajieshan Mountain in the southwest of Laoting County, Hebei Province today.
He: So. Dandan (dàn): the appearance of rippling water.
Song: that is, shrug. Zhi (zhì): stand upright.
This is what the author wrote when he was chasing the remnants of Yuan Shao through Jieshi. It depicts a spectacular scene of rippling sea waves, towering mountains and islands, and lush trees and grass, which highlights his high-spirited spirit at that time.
●The sky is high with rolling curtains, and the sea water is green in the sky. Jin Yuefu folk song "Xizhou Song" Konglu: refers to the blue sky reflected in the water.
When the curtain is rolled up, the sky naturally looks high and far away, and the sea water shakes the green color in the sky. The realm is magnificent and turbulent, and the three words "shaking the sky green" are a strange warning.
●The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide. "Moonlit Night on the Spring River" by Zhang Ruoxu of the Tang Dynasty outlines a magnificent picture of a moonlit night on the spring river: the spring tide pours into the Yangtze River, the river and the sea are level, and the bright moon and tide accompany each other.
●Hai Ri is born and the night is over, and Jiang Chun is entering the old year. Wangwan of the Tang Dynasty, "Under the Cibeigu Mountain" The remaining night is almost over, and the morning sun has risen from the sea; spring is early in the south of the Yangtze River, and at the end of the year, the breath of spring is already showing on the river.
The author has been a guest for a long time, day after day, year after year, and the years are wasted. He has no day to return to his hometown, and there is no one to send him books. He touches the scene and feels sad, so he has the above description. ●The sea welcomes the sun first, and the Milky Way faces the stars.
"Bu Leaving the West Pavilion" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty: The rising sun floats on the sea, and the stars hang on the Milky Way. ●Looking at the nine-point smoke in Qizhou from afar, I can drink a glass of sea water and drink it.
"Mengtian" by Li He of the Tang Dynasty Qizhou: Zhongzhou, that is, China. Jiu Dianyan: In ancient my country, there were nine states divided into nine states. When you climb high, you can see from afar like nine points of cigarettes.
Yihong (hóng): Yiwang: Drawing a spectacular high-altitude bird's-eye view of Kyushu, which shows the author's extraordinary ambition and strong romantic color. ●In August, the waves came sounding through the ground, touching the mountains several feet high, but in a moment they entered the sea gate, rolling up sand piles like snow piles.
The Sound of Waves in August in "Langtaosha" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty: refers to the sound of the tide in Tangjiang River, Zhejiang Province, which is most spectacular on the 18th day of the eighth lunar month every year. Touch: touch, hit.
The two sentences describe the powerful and powerful Jiang tide as if it were now, which is thrilling. The whole poem is a wonderful painting of watching waves at the seaside.
●The Mid-Autumn Moon is a thousand miles away, and the sound of hundreds of thousands of troops surges in the middle of the night. Mid-Autumn Festival in "Qiantang" by Zhao Gu of the Tang Dynasty: The tide of the Qiantang River is the most spectacular on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and has always been known as a scenic spot in the world.
The magnificence of still scenes and the momentum of moving scenes are both excellent. ●The waves are coming from the sea, and there are piles of snow in front of the building.
The first line of "Evening Scene at Wanghai Tower" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty: describes the wave coming like a row of white lines. Guiding: Guiding and looking forward, which means that the time is very short.
Write about the majestic scenery of the river when the tide first rises. Li Bai's "Hengjiang Ci" contains the sentence "How is it like this in August in Zhejiang? The waves are like snow spraying from the mountains." It is appended here for reference.
●If you want to know how high the tide is, the mountains are covered in waves. Song Dynasty Su Shi's "Watching the Tide on August 15th" How many: how much.
Hun: Absolutely. It describes the height of Jiang Chao.
●The vast sea of ??doubts has turned into empty space, amid the sound of thousands of drums. "Jiuquanzi" by Pan Lang of the Song Dynasty. When the tide rushes in, I feel really suspicious. The water in the sea is all gone, and there is the sound of gongs and drums everywhere to welcome the tide.
Two sentences describe the majestic momentum of the Qiantang River tide. ●A white rainbow walks across the long flat sand, and the jade in the Yaotai misses the sky.
"Tide Watching in Seventeen Days" by Chen Shidao of the Song Dynasty Yaotai: the legendary residence of gods. The tide rushes like a white rainbow from the vast beach, and like an angel accidentally knocking over the jade cup on the Yao platform and pouring down the fine wine.
With rich imagination, the Qiantang River surges with great urgency and momentum. 3. Poems about the sea
Poems about the sea:
1. "The Waves"
Where is the house of Langhua?
Home is in the sea.
When will the waves start?
Please ask the wind.
What color are the waves?
Blossoms are as white as clouds.
How many waves are there?
Thousands of flowers.
2. "The Sea"
I have never read the manuscript of Dahai
In my dream
I looked through the pages of the ocean Entertaining the dark notes
The time when I did not meet the sea
The stars of the sea flew past my sleep with their faces hidden
The country I have not explored The achievements in While patrolling slowly
I have never heard your loud sound in the sea
That red copper that has flown across generations
I have never seen you as vast as silk face
Mountain-like, towering waves
But
when the darkest moment of my life comes
I come Near you
The yellow sand sweeps away the sunshine and the dark clouds roll across the earth
That is my unknown past life, it has already arrived
3. "Sleeping in the Sea" "
The wind stopped making noise,
The waves stopped laughing,
Late at night
The sea fell asleep.
She holds the bright moon,
She carries the stars on her back,
That gentle sound of tide,
means she is fast asleep snoring.
4. "The Wind on the Sea"
The wind on the sea is the goddess of flowers.
When she comes, thousands of waves bloom.
The wind on the sea is the harpist,
When she comes, she plays thousands of songs.
The wind on the sea is a strong man.
When he comes, he sends away thousands of fishing sails.
The wind on the sea is like a lion.
When it roars, it raises waves to the sky.
5. "The Sea and Shoes"
I want to take you wandering
Come with me to the ends of the world, okay?
I write love poems and you sing love songs
Is it okay to dream together?
Give you the sun and the moon
Also give you flowers and a crown
Give me your heart, okay?
Thousands of years ago,
You are the queen of my poetry
Thousands of years later,
You are the bride of my lake
Give you green leaves and fine wine
Also give you the most beautiful wedding
Give me all your love, okay?
I want to take you to elope
Will you go no matter what?
You are Feng'er and I am Sha'er
How about wandering together?
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Classic quotes about the sea (excerpt from "The Sea" by Alexander Kieran):
However, no one understands that for the residents of the seaside In terms of what the sea is, they have never talked about this, even though they have spent their whole lives in front of the sea. The sea is both their human society and their advisor; the sea is both their friend and their enemy; the sea is both their labor place and their tomb. Therefore, they are all taciturn. Hai's attitude changed, and so did their expressions - sometimes calm, sometimes panicked, sometimes stubborn.
Reference: The Sea (Foreign Poetry) - Baidu Encyclopedia 4. Does anyone know any poems about the sea?
Watch the sea, meditate and sit quietly, let your smile cross the sea of ??suffering, just tap with ten fingers But my ark comes from the dark night. On the left is the shore of the sea. On the right is the shore of the sea. The fish have fled. Look at my earthly love sitting on the lotus. The foam is calm and the waves are also touching the ripples. The folds and the light fragrance are all four seasons. Surrounded by water and advocating the long pavilion of eucalyptus facing the wind, I gazed at all the classical complexes and all the gloomy sadness, sitting in a high pavilion built with thread-covered ancient books, which could not hide the wanderings of scholars passing by and the destiny of a lifetime established in the red house. The sound of wind and rain gradually subsided and gradually grew louder. In the end, they would eventually turn into green plantains, growing densely on the ground under the steps of the porch. I may have been very messy. I sat at the climax of the story on the other side, listening to the wind and watching the sea on a windy moonlit night. Love comes riding on the heart of the lotus and singing to the beat of drums.
A modern poem that I like very much. 5. Poems about the seaside
Zhang Ruoxu's "Spring River with Flowers and Moonlight Night"
The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide.
The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moon on the spring river anywhere.
The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like sleet.
The frost is flying in the sky unknowingly, and the white sand on the pavilion cannot be seen.
The river and the sky are completely devoid of dust, and there is a solitary moon in the bright sky.
Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people?
Life is endless from generation to generation, but the river and the moon are only similar year after year.
I don’t know who the river moon is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending flowing water.
The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the green maple pond is full of sorrow.
Whose family is cheating tonight? Where do I miss Mingyue Tower?
The poor moon wanders upstairs, it should be shining away from the makeup mirror.
The jade door curtain cannot be rolled away, and it comes back after pounding the clothes anvil and brushing it.
At this time, we look at each other but don’t hear each other. I hope the moonlight will shine on you.
The wild geese fly long and fast, and the fish and dragon dive and leap into the water.
Last night I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, but it was pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring.
The spring water in the river is gone, and the moon has fallen in the river pool and is setting in the west again.
The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang road has unlimited roads.
I don’t know how many people will return by the moon. The falling moon shakes the trees in the river full of love.
The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.
Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty
The sky is floating in the sky and the sea is far away, but the method of death is light.
Qian Qi of the Tang Dynasty
If you don’t see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return.
Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds are thousands of miles away. Ning.
Tang Cen Shen
Don’t you see the horse-drawn river running along the snowy seaside, and the flat sand is vast and yellow into the sky.
Tang Cen Shen 6. Poems about the sea
p>Regarding the sea blinds, cut one into strips.
One strip of blue, I know that is the sky. Seabirds fly into the sky, carrying pieces of blue in their mouths.
The seabird said, "The sky is my home, and the sea is the sky." In February and August, the sun and sand are white.
I dug two holes on the beach. The sky is dead and the sea is spitting out its last foam.
On the beach, I dug two pits, one to bury the sound and the other to bury the sunshine. The sky is the lid of the coffin, and the seabirds fall on the edge of the coffin.
The seabird said, "The sea is dead." The sea is the dream of my wandering in this life, and the pain of my life.
When I miss the sea, everything becomes transparent and calm. Shells I always dream of picking up shells at the beach.
The setting sun lingers on the sea; there are water birds playing around. The waves tidal gently, chasing my footsteps again and again.
She fell asleep in a circle with the kiss of the shell, and the sound of tide wet her eyes. On the edge of the dream, who is nostalgic for the breath of the sea, moaning softly.
In the days far away from the seaside, your color is a symbol placed on a woman's hand or neck, and your hardness is enough to make precious men kneel down. Reef You stand alone in the sea.
Reef. For the sea, you have no regrets, even if there are countless whips; if you are deeply in love, even if you are cut everywhere by a knife.
But in the end, I didn’t dare to expect the favor of the sea. The reef is just a height far away from the sea. Apart from crying deeply, you are helpless.
Your sad memories, thousands of lines of tears, merge into an unchanging island. Your gaze strikes with eagerness.
Hai’s chest was filled with layers of droplets and bits of resentment. The old legend of the sailing ship is that it is surrounded from all directions and all the fish are caught in one catch.
But it is destined to be unable to eliminate the sadness. The sound of Ai Nai's oar shattered Hai's dreams again and again, causing Hai to get lost again and again, and look back and sigh again and again.
The ship stood on the top of the waves, the roaring sail had long been pulled down, and the rudder kept the direction. What kind of heart is hanging in the air, with messy hair looking around everything.
In the years, sailing ships had no shore. Some rise and fall, waving wildly.
No timid soul can resist. The seagulls cheered for the sea and passed over the scar more than once.
Pecking away the ripples, the vortex flies in the air. The cry from the soul gives the sea a solid chest.
I don’t dare to stop easily. I can’t bear to see all the storms and waves, and the heartache of the past is still blooming. Every whine of hunger wakes up sleeping desires.
The fierce wind spreads its wings. The baptism of storms, the turbulence of the angry sea, and the vicissitudes of life.
Loneliness spreads endlessly, and poetry wanders in the vast sea. Beach: Get close to the beach and sit alone at dusk.
The sky is filled with colorful clouds under the setting sun. I gave up my reasons and let my heart refuse to miss you in the humid air. I couldn't help crying.
On the other side of the sea, there are vague and heavy sounds that keep coming, disappearing my way from here and dulling my way out. Let the distant and unfamiliar feelings be buried in the whirlpool and swept into the bottom of the sea.
Pick up a beach of sand and worship it. A look of piety and despair at the same time.
The gesture of sand leaking from the fingers is like the profound past events escaping from the years. If you fall into your own footprints, the night is inevitable and the pain is inevitable.
Bright Moon On an isolated island surrounded by the sea, I stand alone.
The moonlight shines silvery on my Luotuo body, in my melancholy eyes and on my pale lips.
The moonlight drips soothingly, and the pure voice interprets the blue mood. Far away from the anger and noise, only the sea gives me tolerance and washes away all my fatigue.
There is love hiding in the drifting bottle, who deliberately exiles his will? Let me feel empty and have no peace. I have never been able to open up the hope that has been waiting for thousands of years.
I'm afraid those pink tears will die melancholy in the moonlight. In the face of deep love, we can only pray for the long-lost truth.
In fact, I have no intention of locking my heart and worrying about it, and Yue Lao burns it to bear witness. I am thinking of you.
Facing the sea and touching the moonlight, whose oath is as warm as ever and as fresh as new? About the sea, the wind here has blown my entire soul, leaving no place to hide, shattered on the bright wave tops, drifting into my mouth in the neon phantom, with a bitter salty taste that is fleeting, the sun's pity is a hot compress on the sea The son's bony shoulders, the mother's gentle palm caressed the child who had traveled thousands of miles, and whispered to coax the injured heart to sleep. The fish died before sunrise and was exposed on the lonely beach at noon. The foam of the sea kissed her naked body, whispering about the disaster in summer. The only survivor walked along the long beach under the bright moon. The pirates massacred people after plundering. The shells and bones on the beach were alluvial. The dark blue blood dyed the entire sea. The one bottle that survived drifted away and took away the last passenger. A nine-character love letter from the ferryman. A flute whine~~~~ Awakening from the vast blue dream. The huge body of water is cold under the sun. There are no clouds in the sky at this time. "Have you ever seen the sea" - Han Dong, you have seen the sea, you have imagined the sea. You have imagined the sea and then you have seen it. That is it. You have seen the sea and you have imagined it. But you are not a sailor. That is it. You have imagined the sea. You have seen the sea. Maybe you still like the sea. At most, you have seen the sea and you have imagined it. When you cross the sea, you don't want to be drowned by the water. That's what everyone is like. "Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming" ---Haizi From tomorrow on, be a happy person Feed horses, chop wood, travel around the world From tomorrow on, care Grain and vegetables. I have a house facing the sea. Spring flowers are blooming. From tomorrow onwards, I will communicate with every relative to tell them my happiness. What the happy lightning tells me, I will tell everyone to give it to every river and every mountain. A stranger with a warm name, I also wish you well. May you have a bright future. May you eventually get married with a lover. May you find happiness in this world. I also wish to face the sea and the flowers to bloom in spring. 7. Does anyone know of any poems about the sea?
Look at the sea
Meditate and let your smile cross the sea of ??suffering
A tap of ten fingers is just my ark
Coming from the dark night
On the left is the shore of the sea
On the right is the shore of the sea
The fish have fled to see my earthly love
Sitting on the lotus
The calm waves of the foam also moved the folds of the ripples
And the light fragrance
Four Seasons All are surrounded by water and advocated
Gazing at the long pavilion of Yushu facing the wind
All the classical complexes and all the gloomy sadness
Sitting in the high pavilion built with thread-bound ancient books
It is impossible to hide the wanderings of the scholar passing by.
And the window in the red house that establishes the destiny of a lifetime
The sound of wind and rain outside the door gradually ceases. The growth will eventually turn into
Green plantains
Under the front steps of the porch, dense bananas grow on the ground
I may be very messy
I am sitting on the other side of the climax of the story
Listening to the wind on a fishy moonlit night
Looking at the sea and my love
Riding on the lotus' thoughts Come to the beat of drums
and sing.
A modern poem I like very much 8. Poems about the sea
"You have seen the sea" - Han Dong You have seen the sea You have imagined the sea You have imagined the sea Then when you see it, it is like this. You have seen the sea and imagined it. But you are not a sailor. That's how everyone is willing to drown in the sea. "Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming" ---Haizi From tomorrow on, I will be a happy person, feed horses, chop firewood, and travel around the world. From tomorrow on, I will care about food and vegetables. There is a house facing the sea, and spring flowers are blooming. From tomorrow onwards, I will write to every relative to tell them my happiness. What the happy lightning told me, I will tell everyone to give every river and every mountain a warm name. Stranger, I also wish you well. May you have a brilliant future. May you eventually get married with a lover. May you find happiness in this world. I also wish to face the sea and the spring flowers to bloom.
9. Poems about the sea
"Beach"
If you could tilt down like the sky
If you could stand on the farthest reef
Watch the nearest seagull take off, when you close your eyes
Put your chin close to me, and give me tenderness with the most delicate voice in the world
Then, this beach is yours alone
I will pick up shells in the most remote sea area
Hold the bottom of the salty water
The language of every piece of land and rock, and
the warm crystal water on the wings of fish
These will comfort me today
I will take the stars and the moon and die in the deep sea
When I leave, there is no difference from when I came
At dusk, if your romantic tide surges Come
Silently, with white frankincense
Show me the tenderness of a classical woman
Make me crazy, yet quiet, as if it were born from the sea Giant
Now, I cling to this tide
Looking at the seabirds sleeping in joy
The flame burning peridot in the dream
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The bustling ships leave with their hustle and bustle
I will not belong to them, I will be with the woman who loves me
I hold the crying seawater in my arms
< p> More, I want to find myself in loneliness"The Sea and Shoes"
I want to take you wandering
Follow me to the ends of the world Shall I go?
I write love poems and you sing love songs
I give you the sun and the moon
I also give you flowers and crowns
Give you my heart Give it to me, please?
A thousand years ago, you were the queen of my poetry
A thousand years later, you are the bride of my lake
Is it okay to dream together?
Give you green leaves and fine wine
Also give you the most beautiful wedding
Give me all your love, okay?
I want to take you to elope
Will you go no matter what?
You are Feng'er and I am Sha'er
How about wandering together?
To the east is Jieshi to view the sea.
The water is so dull that the mountains and islands are standing tall.
There are many trees and lush grass.
The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rising.
The movement of the sun and the moon can be seen in it;
Fortunately, I sing to express my ambition.
---------------Cao Cao's "Viewing the Sea"
When a swallow rises from the sea, a swallow rests high in the hall.
Once we meet, we are still old acquaintances.
Ask me how late I am, how straight the mountains and rivers are.
The sea road is long and the wind is too weak to fly.
In the past, I was sewing my clothes, and the spring breeze was blowing into my curtains.
It’s almost late for summer, and the mulberry trees are flying thin.
----------------Wu Jun "Gift to Du Rongcheng" 10. Poems related to the sea
1. From the distant seaside< /p>
You are slowly disappearing
Your originally blurry face
is gradually becoming clearer
What do you want to say
I don’t know where to start.
I can only keep it in my heart
Walking on the beach blankly
Watch the tide come and go
It’s all in vain
I want to remember every wave of the waves
I want to say I love you
But it’s blown away in the wind
I look back blankly
Where are you?
If the sea can
bring back the love I once had
let me wait for my whole life
< p> If you love the pastYou no longer miss me
Let it drift away with the wind
If the sea can
take it away My sorrow
is like taking away every river
All the hurts
All the tears that have been shed
My love
Please take them all away
2. Why is only the blue sky left to accompany me?
Why can I no longer see seagulls staying?
< p> Did I do something wrong?Or did people make me ugly?
Why do turtles no longer come to swim around me?
Why can’t crabs be seen on the beach? Walking sideways
My thousand-year-old friends no longer care about me
I don’t want to live a lonely life tomorrow
I want to find my old friends
< p> Can anyone lend a helping handWhy are all the waste thrown here
I am sad that they will leave one by one
I want to find my old friend
They need a clean shore
Industrial wastewater, garbage and gasoline
Who knows that fish tears are shedding
Fish My child is crying
3. I often just want to see the sea for no reason
I want to secretly ride a bicycle and leave everything behind
I don’t want to just see the sea Sighing that there is no space in this life
It can accommodate too many brilliant dreams for me
I still remember when I was a child, I went to watch the sea with some friends
The little girl watched the game Whose waves can float farthest into the sky
I'm a little afraid that all my old friends have lost touch
Will girls still be happy when they grow up?
It's not that I haven't heard it before People say that the world of mortals will drown people
But I insist on letting go and living on my own for the sake of love
I love the sea and watch the waves sweep away my sorrow
Let it be on the beach No matter how noisy the seagulls are
I dream my dream
I love the sea and see the blue color hiding my future
I imagine there will be harvest in every port< /p>
Take a ride with your youth
In fact, these are all lyrics about the sea, and they are also veritable poems. Hope you like it.