Byron's poem "If we meet again one day, how will I congratulate you? With tears, with silence." It means: the former lover, due to various things in the world, finally separated, my love is still in place , but life pushes us forward, in two completely different directions. Many years later, if we meet again, we already have our own lives, maybe there are children in groups, children and grandchildren around our knees, and a beloved person beside us is accompanying us tenderly, but that person is not you. What should I do at that time? Should I bless you with tears in my eyes, or bow my head in silence and pass you by? No matter which one it is, it shows that my love is still entrenched in my heart and has never left.
Original text:
"The Passing of Spring" ? Author: George Gordon Byron
When We Two Parted,
When we two parted,
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted,
To serve for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder thy kiss,
Truly that hour foretold,
Sorrow to this!
The dew of the morning,
Suck chill or my brow,
It felt like the warning,
Of what I feel now．
Thy cows are all broken,
And light is thy fame;
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in its shame.
They name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o'er me,
Why wert thou so dear?
Thy know not I knew thee,
who knew thee too well:
Long, Long shall I rue thee,
Too deeply to tell．
In secret we met,
In silence I grieve,
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive．
If I should meet thee,
After long years,
How should I greet thee?
With silence and tears．
2. Translation:
In the past, we said goodbye
In the past, we said goodbye,
The tears were silent;
< p>I hate my heart and my heart is brokenWe have been apart for a few more years.
The cold cheek turned to astonishment,
A kiss made the cold even more cold;
Sad things in the future,
are already predicted at this moment.
The cold dew is heavy in the morning,
The biting brow is frozen,
It was predicted at that time:
Sadness will come today.
Where is Shanmeng now?
How despicable is your name!
I heard about your name,
I feel ashamed in front of others.
Hearing that you have a bad reputation is like hearing a death knell.
I can’t help but feel wary,
The past love is too strong?
Who knows the old love
This person knows the past love too deeply.
The lingering hatred,
is all silent.
In the past, we were happy to have a tryst, but now we hate the silence. You have forgotten your old love, and your infatuation meets misfortune.
If I meet you, how will I meet you after many years? Only silence and tears.