The terrace is brightly lit, full of flowers, and young eyes are still awake. Traveler, do you have to go? We didn't bind your feet with pleading arms. Your door is open and your saddle is standing at the door.
If we try to stand in your way, it's only with our songs. If we try to stop you, it's only with our eyes. Traveler, we can't keep you. We only have tears.
What is the eternal fire shining in your eyes? What restless fanaticism is running in your blood? What is calling you in the dark? What terrible magic do you see in the stars in the sky? Does the night enter your silent and eccentric heart with sealed secret information? Tired heart, if you don't like happy parties, if you must be quiet, we will put out our lights and stop playing our harp. We will sit quietly in the rustling leaves in the dark, and the tired moon will shed pale light on your window.
Traveler, what sleepless spirit touched you from the heart of midnight? 5, "Love Poetry of Tea" Beauty Zhang Cuo If I am boiled water and you are tea, then your fragrance must rely on my tasteless to dry you up, spread gently on me, relax, and let my infiltration stretch your face. I must be hot, even boiling, to be compatible with each other. Before we decide to turn into a color, we must hide in the water and try to have a cup of tea. No matter how ups and downs you can't control, you will eventually slowly (oh, gently fall and gather in my deepest place. At that time, your bitterest tears will be my sweetest sip of tea. If I don't meet you in this life, Tagore, if I don't meet you in this life, let me never forget it. Let me wake up with this sad pain in my dream. When I spend my days in the bustling cities of the world, with my daily profit in my hand, I always feel that I have got nothing-let me never forget that when I wake up from my dream, I will bear this sad pain in my dream.
When I'm sitting on the side of the road, breathing wearily, when I spread my bedding in the dust, let me always remember that the road ahead is long-let me never forget that I woke up with this sad pain in my dream. When my home was decorated, the flute was playing and the laughter was so loud that I always felt that I didn't invite you-let me never forget it, and let me wake up with this sad pain in my dream.
7. "Tie a Heartstring" Tagore The music of your lyre is fluctuating. The strings quietly tied a heartstring to me.
From then on, my heart jingled with the music you played all year round, and my soul curled up with your melody. Your eyes shine with my lamp of hope, and your flowers blend with my desire.
From then on, day and night, between your peerless beauty, my heart shines, blooms and rocks, and the shadow of my soul looms on your face. 8. "My Love" Dai Wangshu Let me tell you about my love. My love is a shy person. She is shy, with a peach blossom face, peach blossom lips and a blue heart.
She has a pair of big black eyes, so she dare not stare at mine-no, because she is shy, and when I lean on her chest, you can say that her eyes have changed color, the color of sky blue and the color of her heart. She has a pair of delicate hands that will comfort me when I am worried. She has a clear and charming voice. Only gentleness and gentleness can melt my heart.
She is a quiet girl. She knows how to love someone who loves her, but I can never tell you her name because she is a shy lover. 9. "Well, we won't wander together" Byron Well, we won't wander together and spend this deep night, although this heart is still infatuated, although the moonlight is still so bright.
Because the sword can pierce the scabbard and the soul can pierce the chest, this heart has to stop breathing and love has to rest. Although night comes for love, it will soon be day, but in this moonlight world, we no longer roam together.
18 17.2. 18 translation 10 When you walk under my window, Shu Ting, bless me when you walk under my window, because the light is still on. The light is on-like a fishing fire drifting in the dark.
You can imagine my cabin, like a boat driven by strong winds. But I didn't sink, because the light was still on.
The light is on-when the curtain shows a shadow, it means that I am an old man without unrestrained gestures, and my back is more hunched than before. But it's not my heart that is aging, because the light is still on.
The light is on.
2. What are the rain lanes in the classic poems of modern poets?
Author: Dai Wangshu
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane
I hope to see
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
She does.
Clove-like color
Lilac fragrance
Lilac sadness
Mourn in the rain
Sad and confused
She lingers in this lonely rain lane
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Like me
Like me.
voicelessly
Cold desert, melancholy, and melancholy.
She approached quietly.
Get close and throw again.
Breathing eyes
She floated by.
well
As sad and confused as a dream.
Floating like a dream
Dingxiangyuan
I missed this girl.
She walked away silently, walked away.
A ramshackle hedge.
Walk through this rainy path
In the sad song of rain
Remove her color.
Scattered her fragrance.
Disappeared, even hers
Breathing eyes
Lavender melancholy
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane
I hope to float over.
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
Say goodbye to Cambridge again
Author: Xu Zhimo
I left quietly, just as I came gently;
I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky.
The golden willow by the river is the bride in the sunset;
Beautiful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart.
Green grass on the soft mud, oily, swaying at the bottom of the water;
In the gentle waves of He Kanghe, I would like to be an aquatic plant!
The pool under the shade of the elm tree is not a clear spring.
It is the rainbow in the sky that is crushed in the floating seaweed, precipitating a rainbow-like dream.
Looking for dreams? Support a long pole and swim back to a greener place on the grass.
Full of starlight, singing in the splendor of starlight.
But I can't play the piano, just a farewell flute;
Summer insects are also silent for me. Silence is Cambridge tonight.
I left quietly, just as I came quietly;
I waved my sleeve without taking away a cloud.
3. Collection of four fireflies in classic modern short poems
Tagore
Let my love,
Like sunshine,
Surround you,
Give you brilliant freedom.
rain
Tears, for whom?
Rough, always accompanied by eternal sadness.
In the sky, a piece of tasteless water,
Underground, a bittersweet mouth.
Antarctica and the North Pole
Billions of years of separation
Caused a seemingly eternal separation.
mankind
Always trying to get rid of all the dirt
But always bloated.
blood
Very strange thing,
Sometimes,
Once it flows out,
It's hard to stop.
4. What are the classic quotations of poets?
1) One inch of acacia is inextricably linked. -Li Guan's "Dead Hua Lian Chun Mu"
2) Shake with a smile, and the cold fragrance flies to poetry. -Jiang Kui "Nian Nu Jiao"
3) Who knows, the whole city is like a storm when smoking is banned and night is forbidden. -Liu Chenweng's "Yong Yu Le Bi Yue Chu Qing"
4) make a few lines of tears at dusk, and the crow crows the moon. -Xia Wanchun's "operator"
5) It's useless to miss each other. -Zhu Yizun's Memories of Youth Flying Flowers
6) heartbroken pieces are flying red, and no one cares, let alone persuade Yinger to stop. -Xin Qiji's "Zhu Yingtai Near"
7) Only dreams can reunite, as if dreams were not made by people. -Lu You) "The Recent Flowers"
8) Absence is endless, and the distance is like spring water. -Ouyang Xiu's "Walking on the Sand"
9) Life is empty and there is nowhere to find it. -Li Chi Ngai's Walking on the Beach
10) There are several times of smog, but only flowers are hard to protect. -Chen Zilong's "Little Red Lips"
1 1) is always bleak and haggard, and Yantai still has many beautiful sentences. -Liu's "Jin Ming Chi"
12) Turn off the lights in the courtyard and swing the rope to cut the wind. -Yang Shen's Partridge Sky
13) was fascinated and shed red tears. -Zhao Nanxing's "Shui Long Yin"
14) I'm sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How long is more than one hundred years? -Yuan Zhen's "Three Sorrow Poems, The Third"
15) persuade the sunset to be for you with wine, and leave the sunset in the flowers. -Song Qi's "Yulouchun".
16) the mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are red. -Li Yu's Sauvignon Blanc, A Heavy Mountain
17) who wants to say acacia, shallow lovers don't know. -Yan's Sauvignon Blanc.
18) I miss you every day and drink the Yangtze River water. -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.
19) I asked you why you are suicidal, and how many times a year can you have it? -Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Man, Ask Why You Stay"
20) The same is true in spring, when people are scarce and empty, and tears are all over their faces. -Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix"
5. Classic Quotations of Modern Writers I. Classic Quotations of Han Han:
1. "The quilt never folds, because it is used to spread out and sleep."
2. "If studying now is for wasting in the future, please don't say that time is money in the future."
3. "There are three stages in the relationship between men and women. The kissing relationship-sexual relationship-then it doesn't matter."
4. "The biggest difference between men and women who fall in love and break up is that the value of men rises sharply after breaking up, and the value of women drops sharply after breaking up."
5. "Distance can't produce beauty, but you can't get used to it when you are apart. When this unaccustomed habit gets used to it, distance produces his real sense of alienation. "
6. "Why do we follow other people's language? People have to learn to show their brilliance, which will make sense and make life wonderful. If we always follow other people's high standards,
Measure yourself, and you will only live in the shadow of others. "
7. "I think I am the smartest person in the world. Because some doctors have not made much progress in knowledge, but have just learned how to understand everyone.
The handwriting is so written that ghosts can't understand it. "
8. "Humanity is actually a mean word. Why does a bitch sound worse than a fool, a fool or a fool? Because people are mean. "
9. "What ordinary people say is fart, and what celebrities fart is famous."
10. "Being pregnant is like being pregnant. It takes a long time to be discovered. "
Second, Jing M.Guo's classic quotations:
1. "Many things that we thought we would never forget were forgotten by us in the days when we never forget them."
2. "I know I'm not a good recorder, but I like to look back on the road I've traveled more than anyone else. I not only look back, but also accept the bombing of time. "
Ran forward with a bang. "
3. "If you give me a tear, I can see all the oceans in your heart."
4. "If God wants to destroy a person, he will go crazy. But I have been crazy for so long, why hasn't God destroyed me? "
5. "Will the love carved on the back of the chair, like flowers on cement, open a windless and lonely forest?"
6. "In this sad and bright March, I beat the horse from my thin youth, through corydalis, through kapok, through sadness and impermanence."
7. "If you laugh once, I will be happy for several days; Once I saw you crying, I was sad for several years. "
8. "Those things that we once thought were unforgettable were forgotten by us in the process of remembering."
9. "A lonely person will always remember everyone who has appeared in his life, so I will always think of you endlessly and repeat it every night when the stars fall."
Count my loneliness again and again. "
10. "Whenever I look at the sky, I don't like talking anymore. Whenever I speak, I dare not look at the sky again. "
6. Who has a classic modern poem 1? Gu Cheng: The night gave me black eyes, but I found the light with them! Haizi: "bloom is warm in spring, facing the sea" From tomorrow on, be a happy person, feed horses, chop firewood and travel around the world. From tomorrow on, I care about food and vegetables. I have a house, facing the sea, full of spring flowers. Starting from tomorrow, I will write to every relative and tell them my happiness. The lightning of happiness told me that I would tell everyone to give every river and mountain a warm name. Stranger, I also bless you. I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky.
The golden willow by the river is the bride in the sunset; Beautiful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart. Green grass on the soft mud, oily, swaying at the bottom of the water; In the gentle waves of Cambridge, I would like to be a water plant! That pool under the shade of elm is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky, broken in floating algae and precipitated a rainbow-like dream.
Looking for dreams? Holding a long Artemisia, wandering back to a greener place, loading a boat with glory and singing in the glory. But I can't play the piano, just a farewell flute; Summer insects are also silent for me, silence is Cambridge tonight! I left quietly, just as I came quietly; I waved my sleeve without taking away a cloud.
Beautiful meeting is an accidental meeting, and acquaintance is a kind of fate. After tonight's farewell, I don't know where else to meet. The past is still clear and life is like a dream. I hope I will be drunk for a long time, passers-by will hurry and say goodbye sooner or later. Today, the autumn wind comes, the ancient road is long, the golden urn is full, and the years are like stars. Feelings are lingering, and the heart is the bright moon. When does the dragon grow?