? Don't say: youth is so wasted! ? Don't say: Life is so happy! ? Tell my rose quickly. How sorry I am to her. Please tell me by the way, too. Where are the blooming lilies? Our roses and flowers. Where are my friends? Children's glory, rose-it has faded. Don't say: the process of youth withering like this! Don't say: this is the joy of life! Continue to spend words: goodbye, I pity you! Then it means to us: lilies are in full bloom. This poem by Pushkin takes roses and lilies as images to express life.
The withering of roses can't be said to be happiness, but it doesn't mean that everything is over. Look, the lilies are in full bloom. The author is telling people that there will be misfortune and pain in life, but there will also be happiness and joy; When God closes a window in front of you, he will open another window for you.
Therefore, when misfortune and pain come, there is no need to force a smile or despair, but to face it calmly and see happiness and happiness in life at the same time. Roses symbolize love-enthusiasm and singleness, as well as youth-publicity and unrestrained.
However, flowers bloom and fall, and roses lag behind, thinking more. The rose of youth gradually fades. I hope gorgeous colors will sneak into my heart, precipitate into my heart's fragrance, and bloom a bunch of lilies in my heart.
No matter how beautiful the rose is, it will wither, just like "youth withers like this"! This is the most natural state of life in nature. It is better to accept it than to resist it. When she sprouts and blooms, savor it and enjoy it slowly, as if she were beautiful forever. When she is no longer young, beautiful and withered, let's put away her beauty, put away her heart and always remember that she once walked beautifully and proudly. When the rose withers, welcome the lily. Before the external youth disappears, plant beauty in your heart and let your heart brew the eternal beauty and elegance of life.
? According to the analysis of scholars, the images of two flowers in Pushkin's poems are taken from the rose symbolizing youth in Viazemki's To Friends and the lily symbolizing inner beauty and vitality in karamzin's Letter from a Russian traveler. Pushkin is sentimental and keenly aware of the feelings and inner world of flowers in nature, so he introduces flowers in nature into his subjective world and gives them the image of human society. When he was young, he showed rose-like youth and enthusiasm. With the withering of roses, he still exudes lily-like calm, elegant and eternal beauty from his heart.
Pushkin's The Nightingale and the Rose February 2009 14 Saturday 09:40 In a quiet garden, in the darkness of spring night, the nightingale sings in the fragrant rose branches, but the lovely rose is indifferent. She just dozed off in the hymn and shook the roses. She doesn't need a poet's ode. She just needs to wake up from the reality of abundance and vanity, poet. What do you pursue? Besides letting the poet bring eternity with his poems and friends who care about and love him, what else can you bring to yourself? Is it just that heart that has been longing for love for a long time continues to suffer loss? Aren't you a cold beauty like a rose? She doesn't listen to or pay attention to the poet's singing. She is so charming, but she responds to your call with silence. In the silent garden, in the hazy spring night, the nightingale in the rose is singing, but the lovely rose is trembling and doesn't listen. It's just the mantra and trembling rose worshipping in a nap. She doesn't need the poet's ode. She just needs to wake up from the rich and illusory reality of happiness. Poet, what is your pursuit? Will you let the poet stay with his poems and friends who care about and love them forever? Can you give it to yourself? Is it just to let the long-awaited love heart continue to suffer from loss? You don't like it, and Rose is a cold beauty. She won't listen to or pay attention to the poet's voice. She is so beautiful that you cry and report silence. Nightingale and Rose Garden In the silent spring, facing the curtain at night, an oriental nightingale sings over the rose. But the lovely rose feels neglected. Listen to the love hymns being swayed and tireless. Can't you sing the beauty of cold? Sober poet, what are you looking for? People don't listen to you as a poet, she is indifferent: look-she is open; You called-but there was no response. The nightingale and the rose garden were silent. Spring has arrived. Facing the night, an oriental nightingale stood on the rose and sang.
But the lovely rose didn't feel it, ignored it, listened to the ode of love, but swayed and tired. Is that how you sing Cold Beauty? Wake up, poet, what are you looking for? People don't listen to your poet, and she is indifferent: look-she is open; You called-but there was no response.
Ah, rose girl Pushkin, rose girl, I was imprisoned; But I am not ashamed of your shackles: like a nightingale in a laurel, the feathered king of forest singers lives in a sweet prison, close to the beautiful and proud rose, and sings softly for her in the darkness of erotic night; But I don't take your shackles and shame: just like the laurel witch in the nightingale, there is a feathered singer in this forest, living in a sweet prison, close to the beautiful and proud rose, singing softly for her in the passionate night. There is a lovely rose. There is a lovely rose: it was surprised in Xishala, and before it opened, it was carmine, gorgeous and handsome, and Venus praised it kindly. Frost breathes but in vain, it.
2. Are there any poems about roses? Burns (1759 ~ 1796) is an English poet.
A red rose "a red rose"
Ah, my love is like a red rose, my love is like a red rose,
It was early spring in June: it sprouted in June;
Ah, my love is like a piece of music, my love is like a piece of music,
That's a sweet tune. The music is beautiful.
You are so beautiful, my beautiful girl. You are such a beautiful, beautiful girl,
I love you so much: I love you so much;
I will always love you, dear, I will always love you, dear,
Until the seas dry up. Until the ocean dries up.
Until the seas run dry, dear, until the seas run dry, dear,
Rocks are melted by the sun; Until the sun melts the rocks!
Ah, I will always love you, dear, I will always love you, dear,
When the sand of life flows. As long as life is infinite.
Goodbye, my only love! Goodbye, my only love,
Goodbye! Bye, take some time!
I will come back, my love, I will come back, my love,
Even though it's ten thousand miles. Even though Wan Li is apart!
Appreciate a red rose
This poem comes from a collection of poems written by the poet mainly in Scottish dialect. This is the most widely circulated poem in the collection of poems. The poet wrote this poem for his lover, the girl Keane. In his poems, the poet praised the beauty of his lover and expressed his warm feelings and firm determination for love.
At the beginning of the poem, a vivid metaphor is used-a red rose. The beauty of lovers is vividly written at once, and the feelings in the poet's heart are also written out. In the poet's mind, lovers not only have an intoxicating appearance, but also have a soft and flexible mind, like a piece of music, which gently and movingly pours out a beautiful mind.
The poet's love for his lover is so real, affectionate and warm. What kind of love is this! -love to the sea orange rot. This obsession with love reminds people of an ancient folk song by China: "I want to know you when you are evil. You will live a long life. There are no graves in the mountains. The river dried up. There are thunderstorms in winter. Rain and snow in summer. Heaven and earth are one. I dare to part with you. The poet's sadness and tenderness can be explained by a sentence in the Book of Songs: "Hold your hand and grow old with your son. "How firm and long!
The flame of love burns strongly in the poet's heart, and the poet longs for a good result. However, at this time, the poet was already cash-strapped. The poet knew that he couldn't bring happiness to his lover at this time, and he had a premonition that he was leaving. But people firmly believe that such parting is only a temporary farewell, and they will definitely come back.
This poem is the representative work of this poet. It is the pioneering work of English romantic poetry, which has a great influence on Keats, Byron and others. The poet touched the hearts of countless lovers with his smooth and melodious tone, plain words and warm and sincere feelings, which also made this poem an enduring classic after publication. Poetry absorbs the characteristics of folk songs. The use of spoken language makes poetry catchy, which greatly shows the characteristics and charm of folk songs. Reading makes people feel that there seems to be a primitive impulse in poetry. A primitive stream of life is flowing. In addition, repeated sentences are used in the poem, which greatly enhances the emotional power of the poem. In this poem with only 16 sentences, there are more than a dozen words related to "love". However, it will not make people feel repetitive and cumbersome. On the contrary, it further strengthened the poet's strong love and emotional richness for his lover.
3. What is the English poem about roses? 1. William Blake Flower gave me a beautiful rose tree; Such a flower that will never bloom. But I said I have a beautiful rose tree. I walked past this sweet flower, and then I went to my beautiful rose tree: I took care of her day and night. But my rose walked away jealously: her thorn was my only happiness. 2. When the rose fades, the memory may still stay in her beauty, her shadow disappears and the fragrance disappears. Disappearing loveliness, heavy breathing, no bondage of life, and no sadness of death. This is an immortal thought, and its passion still makes change unchangeable. Oh, so, your beauty, to me, is the loveliest on the earth, and the darkness without sadness shines and burns with you. 3. A little rose in bud emily bronte This is a little rose in bud, round like a fairy-tale ball, shyly putting its leaves in the robe of moss, but its faint spicy smell from the bottom of my heart is sweet. Rose withered, withered, withered, its root felt like a bug, like a loved and despised heart, failed, withered and shrunk. Beautiful buds, beautiful flowers, I stole you from the gazebo where you were born. I am the worm that withered you, and all your dewdrops flow for me; Leaves, stems and roses all disappeared and were exiled to the place where they died. Yes, the last breath of fragrance is sadly mixed with the foreign breeze! 4. The grave and the rose victor hugo's grave said to the rose, "The flower of love, the dew of dawn, what are their endings?" "Those souls who unconsciously closed the tomb door, their souls are flying, what are they?" Rose said to the grave. Rose said, "The tears of dawn are made into a faint and strange perfume in the shade of trees, amber and the sweetness of honey." The grave said to the rose, "All souls have escaped the change of the sky. What is more strange than the dew is that God's own angel has changed." . .
There is a poem about a rose in the textbook of the English department of the university, a red rose. Robert burns, my love is like a red rose. Ah, my love is like a red rose, then? It is newly grown in June; June is in bud; Ah, my love is like a piece of music, ah, my love is like a piece of music, isn't it? Harmonious and melodious performance. The music is beautiful and sweet.
Beautiful girl, you are so beautiful, beautiful girl; I love so deeply; I love you so much; I will always love you, dear, I will always love you, dear, forever? The sea dried up. Until the ocean dries up. Until a? Honey, the seas run dry and the rocks crumble until the seas run dry and the rocks crumble? The sun; Until the sun melts the rocks! I will always love you, dear, I will always love you, dear, as long as the beach is still there? Life will continue. As long as life is infinite.
Goodbye, my only love, goodbye, my only love, goodbye, goodbye; ; Goodbye and leave briefly; I will come back, my love, I will come back, my love, Tho? That's ten thousand miles! Even though Wan Li is apart.
5. Li Jianxun, an ancient poem about roses
Chunci
Gao Xian came down from the hall.
Cao Xia Chunsha has no embroidered shoes.
Fold a rose,
With your hairpin, you can send it to Feng Chai.
Wen tingjun
dance music
Qu zhe's ci
The willows on the bridge are green and the roses are red.
Embroidered shirts are made of gold and flowers are made of jade.
Su Yu is fragrant and moist, and spring water is black.
At the beginning of the painting building, the dream was broken and the sun was sunny.
Li Shuqing
Fang Shu
Look at the rose tree in spring, and the Song family is in the west.
The door is deep and dark, and the wall is flying.
Beautiful makeup, sad sunset, runny nose to the window screen.
The shadow of the peach is shallow, and the path of the fragrant plum is oblique.
Miracle
rose
It is like a rose, full of flowers and thorns.
The incense is high and the moss is red.
Go and see the idle people, and the butterfly will come in in the sunshine.
Put the peony for a few days, and the sales will rest until the dust settles.
Xu Ning
Topic kaiyuan temple peony
This kind of flower is difficult to grow in the south, but I am ashamed that monks planted it in their leisure time.
The pity of Haiyan is frequently aroused, and the wasp is wandering unconsciously.
It is futile to be jealous of a peony, but you are ashamed to kill a rose.
There are only a few red calyx bracts, and the incense is only for others.
Xu Yin
snuff
Wax burning silver is better than planting, and nine flowers spit roses.
Alone with the cold light of winter night, it doesn't open near the warm place of spring breeze.
It's hard to see just because it can send happiness, don't pick it for fear of turning to ashes.
It is often wrong to be greedy and bring heat, in order to report moths.
6. I wonder if a foreign poem is called a rose, but it should be this one.
The name of this poem is A Red Rose, written by robert burns.
Ah, my love is like a red rose, ah, my love is like a red rose,
It was newly grown in June; June wind,
Ah, my love is like a piece of music, ah, my love is like a sweet piece of music,
That's a sweet tune. Play harmoniously.
You are so beautiful, my beautiful girl, my good girl, what a beautiful person!
I love so deeply; Look at me, what a deep love!
I will always love you, dear, I will always love you,
Until the seas dry up. Even if the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, the water will kill everyone.
Until the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, dear, even if the seas run dry and the rocks crumble,
Rocks are melted by the sun; The sun burns rocks to ashes,
I will always love you, dear, I will always love you,
When the sand of life flows. As long as I live.
Goodbye, my only love! Take care, my only love,
Goodbye! Take care, let's leave for a while,
I will come back, my love, but I must come back,
Although it's ten thousand miles. Even Wan Li is in Wan Li!
I hope it will help my parents.