Believe in God/It's really interesting/When you have to try/Try now/See if God wants you/Believe in him.
Old Cohen's low voice singing is so charming. I like his songs first, and then his poems. He said: "I am old, but I am still trapped, as deep as a thousand kisses." )
2. Her voice (excerpt)-Oscar Wilde (UK) translated in Li Huina.
Lover, there is nothing to say/except that love will never be lost/winter pierces May's chest/crimson roses bloom and break his ship in frost/storm/we will find a port in a certain bay/we can also/
Nothing/except kissing again and parting/No, we have nothing to lament/I have my beauty and you have your art/No, don't be surprised/There is no room for two people like you/like you and me in the world.
Love is so thoroughly expressed in his works that his sentence "If you love me more" impressed me deeply.
3. One hundred sonnets of love-Nie Luda (Latin America) No.8.
If your eyes are not the color of the moon/the color of days full of mud, work and fire/if you are not as flexible as the wind when you are imprisoned/if you are not amber week/
If you are not the yellow moment/when climbing in the vines in autumn/if you are not the bread/flour made by the fragrant moon, it will be scattered in the sky/Oh, dearest, I can't love you so much/When I hold you in my arms, I have everything/sand, time, rain tree/
Everything is full of energy, so I can be full of energy/I can see everything without moving/I see all the life in your life. .
(Like Nie Luda is also deeply attracted by his words, such as "Love is so short, forgetting is so long ..." "I like your silence, as if you disappeared." What a beautiful sentence)
4. Crazy girl's love song-Sylvia Plath (UK)
I close my eyes and the whole world dies at once. /I opened my eyes and everything was reborn. /I think you are just an imagination in my mind.
She started writing poetry at the age of 8, and she said that she "will never forget what she saw". "Forever" and "Forever" are her common words. Such eyes are doomed to be unhappy and hurt by their own sensitivity)
5. Xie-Xin Posca (Poland) is selected from Everything is Silent as a Mystery.
I owe a lot to those I don't love/others love them more, which makes me feel relieved/I'm glad I'm not a wolf in their flock/
I feel very quiet with them/I feel very free, which love can't give/take away/I won't wait for them with doors and windows, I am very patient/
Almost comparable to the sundial/I understand that love is incomprehensible/I forgive, love is unforgivable/from meeting to correspondence, it is not eternal/just a few days or weeks.
Traveling with them is always smooth/going to concerts/visiting cathedrals to enjoy the scenery/when seven mountains and seven waters stop us, these mountains and rivers are on the map/at a glance.
Thank them/let me live in a three-dimensional space/a space where the horizon is real because of changes/neither lyrical nor pretentious/they don't know that they hold a lot of things in their empty hands.
I don't owe them anything/open questions/love will say so.
Like her writing and her poems, she is called "Mozart in the Poetic World", a Nobel Prize in Literature poetess.
6. Wish-Jiang Xun (Taiwan Province Province)
I would like to be a cuckoo full of mountains/just for a spring without regrets/I would like to be a starry sky on a summer night/I would like to be a thousand rivers that flow to the only ocean/I would like to be Na Yue and be perfect for you again.
If you are an island, I would like to surround your ocean/if you sail far away, I would like to be a gentle wind and waves/if you travel far away, I would like to do that/prepare to travel far away with you.
When you are tired from walking, I would like to be a night/roadside inn and give you a clean pillow to sleep/with a beautiful dream. I am the tears on your pillow.
I want to be your arm. /Although I am white-haired, I still want to be the fire at your feet and remember the old days with your words. /You are a smile. I am your song. /You are a tear. I am the starlight that accompanies you.
When you are buried, I will follow your grass/you will turn to dust, and I will turn to dust/if, if-/if you are still attached to this life/I will make another wish-the afterlife and your career.
I like this poem very much. I'm a fan of Teacher Jiang Xun. I have listened to his story of a dream of red mansions for a year or two. At last year's annual public welfare activity, I invited three teachers to recite and perform this poem together, which won a lot of applause. Everyone thinks this is a beautiful painting. )
7. "Process"-Lin Bai
You haven't shown up in January
You sleep next door in February.
It rained heavily in March.
Roses are everywhere in April.
We sat opposite each other in May? Like a dream? So in June.
In June, the grass blooms and smells everywhere.
July is bittersweet, and the wheat waves roll with the grass? Until the end of the world.
August is August? I kept my mouth shut in August? I am the water in the bottle in August? You are a Yun Lan.
September and October? Are both eyes sea? You're at sea? I am at the bottom of the sea
November hasn't come yet. I saw December through the window.
It snows heavily in December.
This poem is very similar to the process when I met a friend in Lhasa. Later, I sent it to my friends. It was really touching.
8. Tacit understanding-Zhou Mengdie
Life-/all, are looking for themselves/looking for loss, or digging to wake up more of themselves …
Every flash of butterfly is the embodiment of Romeo's infatuation/and every flower is just a sad projection of Juliet/when they suddenly meet/they are too drunk to get rid of you and me, you and me.
And when vultures look down at the stormy sky/when Blake visits a trillion-dollar new world in a trillion-dollar grain of sand/when Whitman sings love and magic on every exposed leaf/when the mandala between Buddha's fingers illuminates the Buddha's smile/when the Polaris is lonely, the stone says that they often dream of me ...
(She wrote, "I stopped in the past and will never come again. I am now a servant and an emperor. " )
9. "Let the road come by itself"-Rumi
My wish has come true, and so have my hopes and wishes. /I was tied up and tied a knot. /Then, you come and untie me. /Enough talk on the road.
Get out of the way and do it yourself. You took a handful of dirt, and I was in that handful of dirt. /I can tell good from bad/But I can't tell you how I know your beauty.
The mind refuses to burn with love. /Saladin is in my heart/but hidden. /Kutb- the ultimate in love/this land that extends all the way here.
Rumi's poems can go deep into the soul and are great spiritual teachers of mankind. Many poems can leave the mind behind and keep the body and mind together. Recently, they will be read repeatedly. )
10. "Make everything ordinary for me"-Sang Hai
Make everything ordinary and simple for me.
Don't make public at all, keep yourself clumsy.
Let me be healthy and comfortable in everything.
Inject my insignificant love into the humblest things
I looked up at the sky, I was in the sky.
I like it for many years. Today, I saw Mel sharing his poems and liked them very much. Is this poem also my voice now? )
14.
There are four poems written by children, which look very touching. Only children can write such poems.
Thanks to Mel's homework, I took this opportunity to go home at night and open my favorite poem. good night