A classic and beautiful English poem
That lover? The attraction of
A lover's complaint
Sir Thomas Wyatt
Thomas? Wyatt
You're just gonna leave me?
Did you just abandon me?
Say no! Say no! Shameless!
Say no! Say no! What a pity!
Save you from the blame.
My sadness, my loss,
All my sadness and grief.
You don't have to take responsibility.
You're just gonna leave me?
Did you just abandon me?
Say no! Say no!
Say no! Say no!
You just left me,
Rich or poor,
Someone who has loved you for so long
I have always loved you without hesitation;
In wealth and pain:
Did you just abandon me?
Is your heart so strong?
Is your heart so cold?
As for leaving me like this?
Did you just abandon me?
Say no! Say no!
Say no! Say no!
You just left me,
Did you just abandon me?
Gave you my heart.
My heart has been entrusted to you;
never to be separated -- inseparable
Not for parting,
Neither for pain nor for cleverness:
Not for pain:
You're just gonna leave me?
Did you just abandon me?
Say no! Say no!
Say no! Say no!
You just left me,
For someone who loves you deeply,
No more pity
How did you lose your sympathy?
Someone who loves you?
Did you just abandon me?
Alas! Your cruelty!
God, it's terrible to be so cruel!
You're just gonna leave me?
Did you just abandon me?
Say no! Say no!
Say no! Say no!
Classic and Beautiful English Poetry Part II
Experience (1)
Zhang Jiuling
Orchids in spring are full of flowers, and osmanthus in autumn is bright and fresh.
Life in the world is full of vitality, which naturally conforms to the beautiful season.
Who wants to live in seclusion in the mountains and smell the fragrance, so full of joy.
Orchids and oranges I
Zhang Jiuling
Delicate orchid leaves in spring
In autumn, cinnamon bloom blooms brilliantly
Independent as life,
This makes them in season.
But why do you think that a forest hermit,
Attracted by the sweet wind, satisfied with beauty,
Will not ask to be transplanted again.
More than any other natural flowers.
Experience (2)
Zhang Jiuling
Here, south of the Yangtze River, there is a red orange tree. Its leaves are green all winter.
Not because the soil is getting warmer, but because it is accustomed to the cold by nature.
Although it may serve your distinguished guests, you leave it here, far below the mountains and rivers. ..
Environment determines fate, and cause and effect is an infinite cycle.
You plant your peach trees and plums, and you forget the shade of another tree.
Orchids and oranges II
Zhang Jiuling
Here, south of the Yangtze River, there is a red orange tree.
Its leaves are green all winter,
Not because of the warm soil,
But because its nature is used to the cold.
Although it may serve your distinguished guests,
You leave it here, away from mountains and rivers.
Environment determines fate.
Cause and effect is an infinite cycle.
You plant your peach trees and plums,
You forgot the shade of another tree.
Classic and Beautiful English Poetry Part III
Shakespeare's English poem about death: Don't be afraid to steam in the hot sun.
No longer afraid of the heat of the sun
Don't be afraid of steaming in the hot sun.
And no winter rage.
Don't be afraid of cold wind.
Your secular task has been completed.
You have finished the work of the world.
Go home and take your salary.
Got paid to go home.
Gold, both boys and girls must
Talented people and beautiful women all go to the grave.
Like a chimney sweeper, return to dust
Like a chimney sweeper
Don't be afraid of the big man's frown.
No longer afraid of great power
You have been hit by a tyrant.
A tyrant can do nothing for you.
No longer care about clothes and food.
Don't worry about food and clothing anymore.
To you, reeds are like oak trees.
Reed bears the same fruit as oak.
Mace, learning, medicine must
A prince's scholar has a thousand professions.
Everything with thoughts, to dust.
Turned to dust, there is no escape.
No longer afraid of lightning
Don't be afraid to wave a flashing sword anymore.
It's not a terrible thunder stone.
Don't worry about thunder anymore.
Don't slander in the rear, blame rashly
There is no need to worry about the enemy's criticism
You've finished all the moaning of happiness.
You've seen all the joys and sorrows.
All lovers' shit, all lovers must
The spoony men and women in the world
Entrust to you, return to dust
Will return to dust like you.
No exorcist can hurt Teri!
No wizard can hurt you,
And no witchcraft can challenge you.
And there's no spell to bother you
The ghost untied the rope for you.
Ghosts will stay away from you.
Nothing will come near you!
No evil bothers you.
Complete quietly.
Close your eyes and walk quietly.
In the name of your grave!
Your grave will be remembered by the world.