The poem about smelling roses is 1. Is it similar to the poem "A exhausted love is like a brocade, the tiger sniffs the roses"?
Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain. (What case)
Scatter the fan pool, fine grass makes small holes. (Han engraved in Youxian Temple)
The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank. (Wang Wei Qingxi)
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. (Autumn night in Wang Wei 'an Mountain)
After a while, the clouds fell low on the quiet lake, and the grass closed the lazy door. (Liu Changqing asks Taoist Nanxi)
The mountain stream gullied the hut, and the clouds set off the city wall like colorful curtains. After the rain, the colors of Hsinchu are refreshing, and the sunset glow is more lovely against it.
Leisure egrets often nest early, and autumn flowers are full of vitality later than elsewhere. (Excerpted from a letter I gave to Yu Shiyang and Qian Qi in Taniguchi's study)
Petals falling from time to time drift with the tide, and the fragrance in the water floats far away. (Liu Shenxu's problem)
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. (Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour")
The bright sun on the sea is about to rise, and Jiangnan in the south of the Yangtze River is reviving. Warm spring urges warblers to sing, and duckweed in the clear sun is dark in color. ("Early Spring outing" by Du and Jin Cheng)
But now, with spring floods and floating peaches everywhere, I don't know where to find Yuan Xian. (Wang Weitao Yuanhang)
2. Asking for a name sentence
"There is a tiger sniffing roses in my heart" is a sentence translated by Yu Guangzhong by the English poet Siegfried Sassoon. It is about two sides of human nature: masculinity and femininity.
Siegfried Sassoon (1886 ——), a contemporary English poet, once wrote an immortal epigram: "In my heart, the tiger smells the rose." He managed to translate it into Chinese, which means "a tiger smells roses in his heart."
This is an article written by Yu Guangzhong. Only at this age did I realize that this dual character has made people suffer a lot in this world. My inner ideal and external reality are my roses and tigers, sometimes warm and sometimes fierce. This kind of struggle constitutes my truest state of mind now. In retrospect, I am boundless, happy or lost. I love my inner rose, and I admire my inner energetic tiger. I just wonder if the tiger is whistling and the rose is faintly fragrant.
3. Look for foreign poems such as "I have a tiger in my heart, smelling roses", and indicate the source and author.
wild rose
Author: Goethe (Germany)
The teenager saw a rose, a little rose in the wilderness.
So delicate, so bright
The teenager stepped forward and was very happy.
Rose, rose, red rose, little rose in the wilderness.
The boy said I'm going to pick your little roses in the wilderness.
Ross said I would stab you.
Let you never forget that I don't want to be picked by you.
Rose, rose, red rose, little rose in the wilderness.
The savage teenager went to her wilderness to pick small roses.
Ross stabbed him in self-defense, and Ross held back his tears in vain.
Or is it broken?
Rose, rose, red rose, little rose in the wilderness.
4. Ask for a foreign poem similar to "I have a tiger in my heart, smell the roses", thank you.
I can see from your translation that you read novels. .......................................................................................................................................................................
I suggest you refer to some short poems by edgar allan poe.
Such as: Olali-Song
I live alone.
In a moaning world,
My soul is a stagnant pool, without waves,
Until the beautiful and gentle Eulali became my shy bride-
Until the young blonde Eulali became my smiling bride.
Oh, it's a little dim.
Bright stars in the night sky
Compared with the eyes of a beautiful girl!
There was never a crystal.
Caused by fog.
Moonlight in purple and pearl tones,
The most neglected point can be compared with the quiet Euler Li-
It can be compared with the curly hair that Eulalie combs least with bright eyes and white teeth.
Now, doubt or pain
Never come back,
Because her soul gave me longing,
The lights are flashing from morning till night,
Astarot flashed in the sky,
As long as the lovely Euler Sally cast a peaceful glance at her-
As long as the young Euler Sally to her purple and blue eyes.