A selection of famous foreign inspirational poems: The farthest distance in the world Tagore's The farthest distance in the world
Not life and death.
It's that I stand in front of you and you don't know that I love you.
The furthest distance in the world
No, I'm standing right in front of you, and you don't know that I love you.
But knowing that we love each other but can't be together.
The furthest distance in the world
It's not that you can't be together when you know you love each other.
But obviously can't resist this yearning.
But I must pretend that I don't care about you at all.
The furthest distance in the world
It's not that you can't resist this yearning.
But I must pretend that I don't care about you at all.
But with your indifferent heart to the person who loves you.
Dig an impassable ditch.
Selected foreign inspirational poems II: the last sentence Hugo, the last sentence.
Ah! Virgin, cry when I die!
? Andre? Marsh dune
Friend, the last sentence! ? From then on, I will close it forever.
This book, from now on, will change my mind.
I no longer pay attention to people's noise.
Because, what does this sometimes have to do with the source of a long running water?
What does this have to do with me? My heart is in the future,
This whistling autumn wind will drift to that world.
Ruthless sweeping, never-ending wings will be swept away.
The yellow leaves on the tree will also take away the poet's good sentences.
Yes, I'm still young, although it's on my forehead,
Where passion and poetry are endless,
Carve a new wrinkle every day,
Like the furrow marks plowed by the plowshare of my mind,
Looking back on the past years without knowing it,
I have never seen a 30-degree autumn moon and spring flowers.
I am the pride of this era! Because of the sudden awakening,
My soul abandons fallacies every year,
I have recognized right and wrong, and my faith only pursues you.
Ah, sacred motherland, sacred freedom!
I gnash my teeth and hate oppression.
So when I heard that somewhere in the world,
Under the cruel sky, under the clutches of tyrants,
The people are crying for the land and being slaughtered;
When our mother Greece was the Christian king.
Sold to Turkish executioners, disembowelled and endangered;
When bloody Ireland was crucified;
When Teutonic people struggled under the partition of the powerful countries in chains;
When Lisbon, once beautiful and splendid,
Now he has been ravaged by Miguel and hanged on the gallows;
When Albania let Cato's motherland toss;
When eating and sleeping in Naples; When leaning on a wooden stick,
The heavy and shameful scepter of fear and divinity,
Austria broke the wings of the Venice lion;
When Modena was strangled by the Austrian archduke, she was dying;
When Dresden fought and cried in front of the old king's bed;
When Madrid fell asleep again, it was already dead sleepy;
When Vienna occupied Milan; When the Belgian lion
Lower your head like a cow plowing,
Even the teeth that bite the mouth are gone;
When the hateful Cossacks are bestial,
Insult the dead Warsaw with unkempt hair,
Destroy her tattered but pure and sacred shroud,
Pouncing on the virgin lying upright in the tomb;
Ah! So, I went to their courtyard and nest.
Curse these emperors, their horses are covered with blood!
I feel that poets are their judges!
I think the angry poet will open his powerful fist,
It's like showing them to the public and tying them to the throne,
And loose crowns to make their chains,
Then expel these emperors who should have been blessed,
And carve poems on their foreheads for future people to read!
Ah! Poets should devote themselves to unarmed people.
So I forgot about love, children, family,
Soft songs and quiet leisure,
I added a bronze string to the harp!
Selected Foreign Inspirational Poems III: The sunshine in Pushkin first frost in the early morning of winter, what a beautiful day!
Charming friend, but you are sleeping.
It's time, beauty, wake up!
Open your sleepy eyes closed by happiness.
Please come out, as the morning star in the north,
Come and meet the goddess of the morning glow in the north!
Last night, you remember, the snow was spinning,
The sinister sky is shrouded in darkness.
The yellow moon behind the dark clouds
Like pale spots in the night sky.
And you're sitting around bored?
But what about now? Ah, please look out the window:
Under the blue sky, it looks like a tapestry.
Spread brilliantly on the Yuan Ye.
A large area of snow shines with sunshine,
Only the transparent Woods are darkening.
And fir branches through the frost.
Radiant green: the frozen river is bright.
Amber lit up the whole room.
It's shining. In a new fire
Make a pleasant crackling sound.
It's really beautiful to lie in bed and daydream at this time.
However, should you call someone earlier?
Put the brown horse on the sleigh!
Dear friends, have a nice trip.
Let's slide through the early morning snow.
Let that fierce horse run,
Let's visit the clearing.
The forest that grew not long ago,
That river bank is too good for me.
Selected four famous foreign inspirational poems: "Wisdom Star" Heine flowers are easy to touch people's feet.
Most people will be trampled;
Whether shy or bold,
People always crush it when they walk by.
Pearls are hidden in the treasure chest of the sea,
But it will also be discovered,
Drill them, buckle them,
Tie the silk rope firmly.
Stars are smart, and they have reason.
Far away from us;
The stars are hanging in the sky,
Like the lamp of the world, always safe.