Whichever way you take, you can walk safely.
Look at that street lamp, it goes all the way to the horizon.
You just have to walk along this bright straight line!
You go first, I'll stand here and watch you:
Light feet, don't let the dust fly.
I want to recognize your distant figure,
Until the distance makes me confused about you.
Otherwise, I'll call your name,
Keep reminding you that I'm here,
In order to dispel the coldness in the street and the desolation in the middle of the night,
Watching you go home ...
No, I have my own opinion,
You need not worry about me; You take the main road,
I walked into this alley. Look at that tree,
Reaching the sky, I walked over, turned around,
In the past, it was a crazy mess;
There are deep pools, shallow depressions and half-bright and half-dark water stops.
Like tears at night;
There are rocks and creeping weeds that sting the tibia and ankles.
Tripped while waiting for passers-by,
But don't worry, I have enough courage,
The dangerous journey can't calm me down.
When you go far, I will stride forward,
This wilderness is full of fresh night dew;
Don't worry about the deep clouds, but look for the wind.
Mercury flows in the sea of clouds;
More importantly, it always shines on my heart,
And that sleepless pearl, I love you!
-This is a poem written by Xu Zhimo 193 1 year to Lin.
Question 2: The last poem written by Xu Zhimo to Lin 1. The last poem written by Xu Zhimo to Lin is "You Go", which reads as follows:
You go, I go, we break up here;
You don't have to worry about which way you go.
Look at that street lamp, it goes all the way to the horizon.
You just have to walk along this bright straight line!
You go first, I'll stand here and watch you,
Light feet, don't let the dust fly.
I want to recognize your distant figure,
Until the distance makes me confused about you,
Or I'll call your name,
Keep reminding you that I'm here
In order to dispel the coldness in the street and the desolation in the middle of the night,
Watching you go home ...
No, I have my own opinion,
You need not worry about me; You take the main road,
I walked into this alley and looked at the tree.
Reaching the sky, I walked over, turned around,
In the past, it was a mess:
There are deep pools, shallow depressions and half-bright and half-dark water stops.
Like tears at night;
There are stones and creeping weeds that sting the tibia and ankle.
Tripping while expecting passers-by to be distracted!
But don't worry, I have enough courage,
The dangerous journey can't calm me down.
When you are far away, I will stride forward,
This wilderness is full of fresh night dew;
Don't worry about the clouds, but the wind is blowing.
Mercury flows in the sea of clouds;
More importantly, it will always shine on my heart;
And that sleepless pearl, I love you!
Second, briefly describe the love between Xu Zhimo and Lin:
192 1 year, Lin, 16 years old, traveling around Europe. During his stay in England, he met Xu Zhimo, who was studying in England at that time. At that time, Xu Zhimo was already the father of a two-year-old child. Lin was attracted by Xu Zhimo's profound knowledge, elegant speech and handsome appearance. Xu Zhimo was also attracted by Lin's talent and beauty, spoke highly of her and wrote many love poems for Lin. The two also exchanged letters. In the preface of Tiger Collection (193 1), it was mentioned that before the age of 24, he had nothing to do with poetry, and it was his meeting with Lin that inspired his new poetry creation. In March of the same year, he divorced his first wife, Zhang Youyi.
After that, they organized the activities of the Crescent Society, performed together, and often wrote to each other. 1924 During Tagore's visit to China, Xu Zhimo and Lin acted as translators, then Xu Zhimo accompanied Tagore to Japan, and Lin and Liang Sicheng went to the University of Pennsylvania. When Xu Zhimo and Lin met again, it was four years later. During this period, Lin has married Liang Sicheng. Xu was introduced to Lu Xiaoman, a married woman, and they fell in love quickly. Lu Xiaoman divorced her husband in order to make a promise. 193193191965438-0965438-0965438-0965438-0965438-0965438-0965438
Xu Zhimo also had a great influence on Lin. He is the guide on Lin Wenxue's road. Many years later, Lin once said to his children, "Xu Zhimo didn't really love me at first, but he imagined Lin with the romantic mood of a poet, but in fact I'm not that kind of person."
Question 3: There is a sentence in Xu Zhimo's poem to Lin that if you are well, it will be sunny. Which clue is it?
Xu zhimo's original words are: time is like water, and there is no language forever. If you are well, it will be sunny.
Later, there were many versions, and then extended to Xu Zhimo's poems, among which the following one was the most touching.
Time is like water, always speechless. If you are well, it will be sunny.
I have always wanted to be a quiet woman, guarding myself in the deepest part of the world of mortals, and retaining the initial bud and joy.
Or get stuck in the light and shadow, and look through those vague old dreams.
Time is like a glass of still water, which is still deep and can still flow deeply.
But a mood has nothing to do with romance, and the water is gone.
Standing at the crossroads of time, I look back at the beauty and gentleness I have passed.
Many people have a lot of things to do, and many of them were once full of longing and longing.
Still flowing slowly in the long river of years, looking back silently.
Things are complicated, time is always silent, the so-called obsession may be illusory, and the so-called arrival is just the end.
Endless, endless world of mortals. Only one trip can change an understanding, and only one trip can change an experience, that's all.
Rolling in the world of mortals, who is the spectator and passer-by in whose life?
Pushing open a door called years, many years have finally been gradually stranded.
And you are always the light and shadow in the diagonal lattice, wandering on the edge of dreams and reality.
If time is locked in lush green, dragging the cold autumn, then there are three thousand weak waters, who will take you to get drunk outside the world of mortals?
In this life, you have a good life, which is sunny.
Question 4: Xu Zhimo wrote a love letter to Lin, "You go"-Xu Zhimo, if you go, I will go, and we will break up here;
Whichever way you take, you can walk safely.
Look at that street lamp, it goes all the way to the horizon.
You just have to walk along this bright straight line!
You go first, I'll stand here and watch you:
Light feet, don't let the dust fly.
I want to recognize your distant figure,
Until the distance makes me confused about you.
Otherwise, I'll call your name,
Keep reminding you that I'm here,
In order to dispel the deserted streets and the bleak night,
Watching you go home ...
No, I have my own opinion,
You need not worry about me; You take the main road,
I walked into this alley. Look at that tree,
Reaching the sky, I walked over, turned around,
In the past, it was a crazy mess;
There are deep pools, shallow depressions and half-bright and half-dark water stops.
Like tears at night;
There are rocks and creeping weeds that sting the tibia and ankles.
Tripped while waiting for passers-by,
But don't worry, I have enough courage,
The dangerous journey can't calm me down.
When you go far, I will stride forward,
This wilderness is full of fresh night dew;
Don't worry about the deep clouds, but look for the wind.
Mercury flows in the sea of clouds;
More importantly, it always shines on my heart,
And that sleepless pearl, I love you!
-This is a poem written by Xu Zhimo 193 1 year to Lin.
Question 5: The first poem written by Xu Zhimo to Lin is "The cicadas sing far at dusk".
Yin Hui wants to lean on the high platform.
Because of the Lishan monk in Su Hua,
I am really a fisherman.
Aiko, the breeze blows Yu Di,
You know I'm a lone ranger.
Question 6: Which poem of Xu Zhimo was written for Lin? "You Go"-Xu Zhimo, if you go, I will go, and we will break up; When you get to that road, don't worry. You see that street lamp is always on the horizon. You just have to follow this bright straight line! You go first, and I'll stand here and watch you: tread lightly and don't let the dust fly. I want to recognize your distant figure until the distance confuses me. Otherwise, I will call your name and constantly remind you that I have come to see you go home in order to dispel the deserted streets and desolation in the middle of the night ... No, I have my own opinions, so you don't have to worry about me; You take the main road and I'll go into this alley. Look at that tree, it goes straight into the sky, I turn there, and then there is a wilderness; There are deep pools, shallow depressions, half bright and half extinguished water, like tears in the night; There are rocks and creeping weeds that sting the tibia and ankle. I tripped while waiting for passers-by to distract me, but you don't have to worry. I have enough courage. The dangerous journey can't chill me. When you go far, I will stride forward. This wilderness is full of fresh night dew. Don't worry deeply, but seek the wind, and mercury flows in the sea; What's more, it has been shining in my heart, and that sleepless pearl. I love you! -This is a poem written by Xu Zhimo 193 1 year to Lin.
Question 7: Xu Zhimo's poem You Go to Lin Weiyin.
-Xu Zhimo
You go, I go, we break up here;
Whichever way you take, you can walk safely.
Look at that street lamp, it goes all the way to the horizon.
You just have to walk along this bright straight line!
You go first, I'll stand here and watch you:
Light feet, don't let the dust fly.
I want to recognize your distant figure,
Until the distance makes me confused about you.
Otherwise, I'll call your name,
Keep reminding you that I'm here,
In order to dispel the coldness in the street and the desolation in the middle of the night,
Watching you go home ...
No, I have my own opinion,
You need not worry about me; You take the main road,
I walked into this alley. Look at that tree,
Reaching the sky, I walked over, turned around,
In the past, it was a crazy mess;
There are deep pools, shallow depressions and half-bright and half-dark water stops.
Like tears at night;
There are rocks and creeping weeds that sting the tibia and ankles.
Tripped while waiting for passers-by,
But don't worry, I have enough courage,
The dangerous journey can't calm me down.
When you go far, I will stride forward,
This wilderness is full of fresh night dew;
Don't worry about the deep clouds, but look for the wind.
Mercury flows in the sea of clouds;
More importantly, it always shines on my heart,
And that sleepless pearl, I love you!
-This is a poem written by Xu Zhi to Lin in July of 193 1 year.
Question 8: What is the blue sky in Tagore's poems to Xu Zhimo and Lin?
Fall in love with the green of the earth
The breeze between them sighed.
alas
-This poem was written by Tagore during his visit to China about the feelings of Lin and Xu Zhimo.
Question 9: Who knows the poem written by Dowling to Xu Zhimo?
Don't throw it away
Don't abandon
In the past,
Flowing like running water
soft
At the bottom of the cold mountain spring, in the night pine forest.
Vague as a sigh,
You still have to save the truth!
The same moonlight,
The lights on the other side of the mountain give the same light,
The stars in the sky,
Only one person is missing,
It seems that you are hanging on it like a dream.
You asked for the night to return.
That sentence-you still have to believe it.
Put it in the valley
There's an echo
To commemorate the fourth anniversary of Shima's death
Today is the fourth anniversary of your death! Friend, what shall we take to commemorate you this time? The first two times, I sentimentally surrounded your photos with fragrant flowers and suppressed my sighs and sadness under my throat. Friends and friends looked at each other bored and completed a form of commemoration, just like a stupid failure. Because at that time, that kind of action that was close to sadness and not religious solemn enough had no other function except to point out the distance between you and me and the interval between life and death; It is almost impossible to achieve any real commemorative significance.
Today last year, I happened to pass by your hometown from southern Zhejiang. In the dim night, I stood alone outside the train door, staring at the dark platform, silently recalling many discontinuous fragments of the past, until life and death became a blur, and life and a series of train-like winding problems galloped in the boundless space. I think of you:
The train grabbed the railing and ran over mountains, water and water. ...
I know you'll forgive me if my tears overflowed my eyelids involuntarily. You should believe that I won't give in to sadness. I always believe that I am stubborn and loyal to life, even if life is as you say below:
With those two narrow paths, it is a track, bearing this heavy and dreamy burden!
At that time, I remember that the train was slowly dragged out from the platform. I followed the poetry of "the car's * * *", "the wilderness, the pond, the village". The second stop-half of my hometown.
This year is today again! The world is still in chaos. In many places, dark clouds are densely covered with thick ribs, hoping that the ideal opposite side will rush forward. I'm not talking nonsense. When I wrote: faith is just a beautiful fragrance, that kind of thought can no longer stand the west wind blowing through the buttonwood tree.
Friend, say it yourself, if you sit in my seat now and face the sun: look at the chrysanthemum shadow painted on the wall; I had two stacks of newspapers under my arm this morning; From time to time, I vaguely listened to the sound of bullets "shooting" outside the Chaoyang gate; Consciously, subconsciously, to understand the mystery of life and death, what kind of poem should I write to commemorate my dead friend?
At this point, I am completely confused! I once said that everything is like the will of creation, and in the final analysis it is fate, but I know that everything is like our own shadow printed in it! I also know that every day is a pattern composed of many coincidences, but I also doubt who is the master of the arrangement. In my opinion: death is the chapter of tragedy, and life is the backbone of tragedy! The characters in our group drama all have their own personalities, which are contradictory; Reason and emotion are incompatible; Ideal and reality collide face to face, and one side or the opposite side is excited into sadness. The days passed day by day. Yesterday and yesterday piled up and mixed into an inevitable background, making the walls or air around us so solid and ethereal that each of us is so important and helpless at every time of every day!
I can hardly find words at the moment, because, really, I'm just completely confused; I feel that life is as insoluble and incomprehensible as death.
But I want to tell you that although you have left our activity world for four years, you are no longer involved in the main force of traction change, but no one can deny that you are still standing in our hazy background, which is indirectly a kind of strength, especially in the efforts and beliefs of literary and artistic creation. Indirectly, you let the sounds and colors of nature, the occasional breeze and all the lawless emotions of Bai Yue and people continue to live among us, still intertwined with our disputes and continuing our ideals. You are not too far away from us.
It's far. Your figure will always hang here and there, and your heart will rotate as before.
Speaking of your poems, my friend, I was just about to tell you something more serious. Don't worry, we will find out sooner or later. People say that the final judgment has already become a reality, and the latter has been uncomfortable for four years. I haven't talked about a pertinent or honest comment, although your praise and criticism have been controversial for a week or two after your death ... >>
Question 10: What is Xu Zhimo's love poem for Lin? What did Lin say to him? Xu Zhimo's love poem to Lin ―― Go ahead.
You go, I go, we break up here;
You don't have to worry about which way you go.
Look at that street lamp, it goes all the way to the horizon.
You just have to walk along this bright straight line!
You go first, I'll stand here and watch you,
Light feet, don't let the dust fly.
I want to recognize your distant figure,
Until the distance makes me confused about you,
Or I'll call your name,
Keep reminding you that I'm here
In order to dispel the coldness in the street and the desolation in the middle of the night,
Watching you go home ...
No, I have my own opinion,
You need not worry about me; You take the main road,
I walked into this alley and looked at the tree.
Reaching the sky, I walked over, turned around,
In the past, it was a mess:
There are deep pools, shallow depressions and half-bright and half-dark water stops.
Like tears at night;
There are stones and creeping weeds that sting the tibia and ankle.
Tripping while expecting passers-by to be distracted!
But don't worry, I have enough courage,
The dangerous journey can't calm me down.
When you are far away, I will stride forward,
This wilderness is full of fresh night dew;
Don't worry about the clouds, but the wind is blowing.
Mercury flows in the sea of clouds;
More importantly, it always shines on my heart,
And that sleepless pearl, I love you!
Lin back:
You are an April day on earth.
-Compliments of love
I said you are the April day of this world.
Laughter lit up the surrounding wind; Lightweight and flexible
Dancing and changing in the splendor of spring.
You are the cloud on the first day of April.
The evening breeze is soft, and the planetesimals are there.
Unintentionally flashing, drizzle sprinkled in front of the flowers.
That's lightness, that's elegance, and you are, Xianyan.
You are wearing a crown of flowers, and you are
Naive and solemn, you are the full moon every night.
After the snow melts, the goose is yellow, and you are like; fresh
The first green bud, you are; Gentle and happy
Water floats with white lotus in your dreams.
You are a tree, a tree, a flower and a swallow.
Whispering between the beams ―― You are love, warmth,
It's hope, you are April day on earth!