An English poem about the philosophy of life-a tear and a smile? Tears and smiles
Khalil Ji Bolun
Translated by Ji Bolun Changfeng
I won't exchange the sadness in my heart
For the happiness of the public.
I won't cry because of sadness.
It flowed from every part of me and turned into laughter.
I hope my life is a tear and a smile.
I don't want to exchange worldly happiness for inner sadness;
I don't want my sad tears to turn into shallow laughter.
I would rather have tears and smiles in my life.
A tear purified my soul and gave me understanding.
The secrets and hidden things of life.
A smile brings me close to my son of the same kind.
As a symbol of my glory to god.
Tears purified the soul and made me understand.
The mystery of life;
Smiling brings good friends, which is my pleasure.
God's sign.
? A tear connects me with those broken hearts;
Smiling is a sign of my happy existence.
Tears make me feel heartbreaking sadness;
Smiling is the appearance of my happy life.
I would rather die in yearning and longing than live in exhaustion and despair? .
Instead of living in despair and struggle,
It is better to die in hope and longing.
I hope that the desire for love and beauty exists in
Deep in my soul, because I've seen those
Satisfied the poorest people.
I have heard the sigh of those who are longing and longing. It is sweeter than the sweetest melody.
I long for love and advocate perfection.
Because evil makes people dirty and filthy.
I heard the yearning singing softly,
It is more beautiful than the most beautiful music in the world.
With the arrival of night, the flowers put away their petals.
And sleep, embrace her desire.
When the morning came, she greeted her with open lips.
Kiss from the sun.
The life of a flower is longing and satisfaction.
A tear and a smile.
As night falls, flowers lock their hearts,
Embrace hope and fall asleep.
At dawn, flowers gently open their lips,
Accept the kiss of the sun.
In the life that flowers yearn for and satisfy,
Philosophy with tears and laughter.
The seawater turns into steam, rises, and then comes
Together with the regional cloud.
Clouds float over hills and valleys.
Until it meets the breeze, and then falls crying.
Flowing to the fields, flowing into streams and rivers, returning to the sea, its home.
Cloud's life is a parting and an encounter.
A tear and a smile.
The water vapor in the sea evaporated,
Gather into clouds.
It floats on hills and valleys,
Breeding rain and dew in the breeze,
Rain and dew fell to the earth, merged into streams and rivers, and ran back to the sea, its own hometown.
Cloud's experience of parting and reunion,
Philosophy with tears and laughter.
The soul is therefore associated with
A greater spirit moving in the material world.
Sweep over the sad mountain like a dark cloud.
The plains of joy greet the breeze of death.
Go back to where it came from.
? The ocean of love and beauty-to god.
? The human soul is like a cloud,
He said goodbye to his home and came into this world.
Floating over the sad mountains,
And the plains of joy. Facing the breeze of death,
He returned home peacefully,
This is a sea full of love and beauty.
That's God's box. ?
English Poetry II: Farewell to Life Philosophy: Farewell and Mourning
Farewell: Don't be sad.
Just as a sage leaves gently, so a saint dies peacefully.
Whispering for their souls to leave.
Although some of their sad friends said that someone was sad or died.
"Now his breath is gone," some people who say "no" sigh that he is dead, but he also says it is not.
Let me melt, and don't make any noise. Let's leave quietly and don't make any noise.
No tears-flood, no sight-storm moving, don't cry like flood, don't sigh sadly.
They are blasphemies against our happiness, blasphemies against our happiness.
Telling the laity our love is to announce our love to the laity.
The movement of the earth brings harm, and fear brings harm and fear.
What people think it has done means that people have violated its meaning.
But the tremors of spheres and celestial bodies, though powerful.
Although bigger and farther, it is innocent and harmless.
Boring, semi-crazy love, boring and vulgar love
-whose soul is the senses-can't admit that it is based on the senses and can't bear it.
Because it eliminates separation, because separation.
What constitutes love breaks the foundation of love.
But we are so refined by a love, and you and I have such pure love.
We don't know what it is, and even we can't understand it.
Heart to heart means heart to heart, mutual commitment.
Inadvertently, eyes, lips and hands should be missed. Do you care about the blending of eyes, lips and hands?
Our two souls are one.
Although I must leave, I must stay away.
Default, but expansion is not default, but expansion.
A racket as thin as gold is like gold being refined into a thin floating foil.
If there are two, it is two, so if our souls are divided into two.
Just like a hard twin compass, two compasses should be like hard compasses.
Your shoes, fixed feet, don't show, your heart is fixed, stick to it.
Move, but if the other foot starts to move, you rotate with it.
Although it is in the middle, although it is always in the middle.
However, when the other foot is wandering in the distance and the other foot is wandering around.
It leans and listens. It will also lean sideways and listen carefully.
When it comes back, it will be as straight as before.
This is what you mean to me, and I always have been.
Like the other foot, objectively run like the other foot and turn sideways.
Your firmness makes my circle just. Your faithfulness has surrounded my footsteps.
Let me finish where I started, and let me stop wandering at the starting line.
Advice to girls from three English poems about philosophy of life
Robert Herrick
Collect rose buds as much as you can,
The old days are still the same:
This flower that smiles today,
Will die tomorrow.
Don't miss the chance to pick flowers.
Time old man is flying:
Flowers still smiling today
Will die tomorrow.
Brilliant lamp of heaven, sun,
The higher he climbs.
The sooner his game is over,
He is getting closer and closer to the end.
The sun, lanterns in the sky,
The higher you climb,
The closer the end of the journey is,
The less time is left.
The first age is the best,
When the blood of youth is warmer;
But being spent, the worse, the worse.
Second, still inherit the former.
Youth is the best,
Blood, passion;
After youth, it is getting worse and worse.
The years will go on year after year.
Then don't be shy, but use your time;
When you can, get married:
Because you lost your youth,
You can stay forever.
So, don't be shy, seize the opportunity,
You should get married in time;
Once you miss the teenager,
Will become eternal hatred.
(translated by Tu An)