Goodbye, free element!
For the last time, in front of my eyes
Your blue waves are rolling,
Your proud beauty shines.
Like a friend's melancholy whisper,
It seems that he said hello when he left.
For the last time, I listen to you.
Shouting loudly, your gloomy complaints.
The country I yearn for wholeheartedly, the sea!
How often, on your shore?
I wander quietly and confusedly,
Think hard about my long-cherished wish.
Ah, how I like to hear your echo,
Mute voice, song of the abyss,
I like to hear your silence at dusk,
And your wayward temper!
Fisherman's sail
Your moody protection
Slide boldly between two teeth,
But if you get rough and can't overcome it,
Groups of fishing boats will be wiped out.
I can't leave until now.
This frozen stone coast bothers me,
I haven't embraced you warmly, sea!
Nor did it shake my poetry.
Take your ridge and run away!
You're expecting, calling ... I'm tied down,
My heart tried in vain to break free,
A stronger feeling attracted me,
So I stayed on the shore. ...
What is there to cherish? Where is it now?
It allows me to run on the open road.
There is only one thing in your desolation.
Maybe it excites me.
Cliffs and glorious graves ...
There, all kinds of good memories.
Sinked into a cold dream,
Ah, Napoleon put it there.
He was buried in misery.
Followed by him, another genius.
Like a storm passing in front of us,
Ah, another master of our hearts.
He went, making freedom with tears in his eyes!
He left his laurel to the world.
Make a hullabaloo about, angry at the bad weather,
Oh, the sea He used to be in song for you.
He is shaped by your essence,
Sea, he is your reflection;
He is as deep, powerful and gloomy as you,
He is as stubborn as you.
The world is empty ... Oh, the ocean,
Where can you take me now?
Everywhere, people's fate is the same:
Where there is happiness, there is education.
Or tyrants are very heavily guarded.
Goodbye, sea! You are amazingly beautiful
I will never forget it;
I will listen for a long time.
Your rumble at dusk.
My heart is full of you, I want to put
Your rock, your bay,
Your light and shadow, the trembling of your waves,
To the forest, to the silent wasteland.
2. Poetry about the sea, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, the more detailed, the better.
1. The moon is already at sea and over the horizon. Zhang Tang jiuling
2. There, the sea floated to the sky, and you disappeared from this world in your fragile boat Don Qian Qi.
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows down from the sky and into the ocean, never to return?
4. Sand sea is deepened by unfathomable ice, gloomy clouds, Wan Li Ning, Don Cen Can.
Look, how fast the Benma River runs to Xue Hai! And sand, from desert, yellow flies to heaven.
6. The blue sea is foggy, and the solitary sail is shining with white light!
There is a clear blue stream below, and golden sunshine shines on it ... sail.
7. Ah, the sea-how kind and lovely you are-Emily Dickinson's blue ocean.
8. Where there is water, mountains and islands are towering.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. Cao Cao's ocean view
The blue sea is foggy, and the solitary sail is shining with white light!
There is a clear blue stream below, and golden sunshine shines on it ... sail.
Ah, the sea-how kind and lovely you are-Emily Dickinson's blue sea.
3. Poet about the seaside: Wang Guozhen
You are always with a lot of people.
The best yearning together.
solidarity
Just like we do during the day.
And myself in the dream.
What a wonderful thing this should be.
On a sunny morning.
Strolling on the breezy beach.
Listen to the blue breath of the ocean
Face the sea
In the face of countless centuries that have passed
Unconsciously around the heart.
breakdown
Wall of melancholy
Wang Guozhen's seaside nightmare
The sea breeze opened the window.
The moonlight crept into the house.
Approach the window
Look at you.
why
Pick up the crystal tears.
The world is too small.
Can't hold back your pain.
The world is too big.
I can't find your way
The tide beat tirelessly on the bank.
A distant and vicissitudes island.
Will say to you
Adversity is not pain.
Prosperity is not happiness.
Walk to Yintan
Let thoughts dance at night
Throw all your troubles into the sea.
talk with each other
You pour out your heart.
4. A poem about the sea, the sea is sleeping.
The wind stopped making noise, the waves stopped laughing and the sea went to sleep in the middle of the night.
She holds the bright moon, she carries the stars, and the gentle tide is her snoring.
2 "The Wind at Sea"
The wind on the sea is the goddess of flowers. When she comes, ten thousand waves will bloom. ...
The wind on the sea is a pianist. When she came, she played ten thousand kinds of songs. ...
The wind on the sea is Hercules. When he came, he sent away ten thousand fishing sails. ...
The wind on the sea is a lion. When it growls, it will set off waves ...
Three "Ocean Awakening"
The sea woke up, the wind blew the morning flute, and the waves sang softly.
The sea wakes up, petrels spread their wings and seagulls fly.
The sea woke up, the sun threw a golden carpet, and the fishing boat set sail.
Four Rains in the Pacific Ocean
I crossed the Pacific Ocean by boat and watched the rain and fog cross Asia and America. The water waves in the distance seemed to wash the world eastward.
The heroes of the Reform Movement of 1898 will not be swept away by the historical trend. Today, I travel far with the ambition of transforming society.
Five "full moon and nostalgia"
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.