Nietzsche's poems in the poem moved me!

Yes! I know where I came from! /I am not satisfied, just like a flame/burning myself. /Everything I hold has turned into light,/Everything I throw away has turned into ashes:/I am a flame, no doubt.

I stand on a bare dangerous rock: I stand on a bare dangerous rock,/I wrap my clothes at night,/From this bare height,/I overlook a prosperous country. /I saw an eagle hovering,/with youthful courage,/rushing to the golden light,/rising to the eternal flame.

Umbrella pine and lightning: I grow high above man and beast; /I talk-nobody talks to me. //I am too tall and lonely-I am waiting: but what am I waiting for? //The seat of the cloud is beside me, and I am waiting for the first lightning.

People who have a lot to say one day: people who have a lot to say one day,/often keep a lot of words in their hearts:/people who want to light lightning sparks one day,/must be the clouds in the sky for a long time.

Don't lose heart: dig deep into your foothold! /there will be springs spewing out! /Never mind the ignorant people shouting:/"There will always be hell below!"

Top: "How can I climb the mountain best?" -/get up and forget it!

Rust: Rust is also necessary: sharp light is not enough! Otherwise, people will often say, "He is too young!"

Honest man: hostility made of a whole piece of wood is better than friendship stuck together!

Narrow-minded people: I hate those narrow-minded people. /Nothing nice, almost no malice.

Slave: A: He stood and listened: What would confuse him? /What does he hear buzzing in his ears? /What makes him proud and depressed? /B: Like the man who used to wear chains./He heard chains everywhere.

Too subtle standard: I'd rather walk on tiptoe than crawl on all fours! I'd rather go through a keyhole than an open door!

Judgment of the tired: the sun curses all the weak; /For them, the value of a tree is a shadow!

Medicine for pessimists: Are you lamenting that nothing is to your taste? /Friend, are you still complaining in your usual way? /I hear you cursing, yelling and spitting-/My patience and mood can't stand it any longer. Listen to me, my friend! Make up your mind,/find a fat toad to swallow it,/swallow it quickly and don't look with your eyes! -/This is of great help to your indigestion!

"From Heaven": "Good and evil are God's preconceptions",-the snake said and hurried away.

Article 23 of Ode to Dionysus (1882- 1888): They created their god from scratch! What's so strange about it? Now their god is gone. ("Nothing" is suspected to be a "nothing" mistake. )

Ode to Dionysus (1882 ——1888) No.8: Is the earth too small for this ambition?