A classic foreign poem about missing 1. A foreign poem seems to be about missing.
Please remember me when I leave, please miss me when I leave-I went to distant land of silence; Not here, in the distance, in the quiet countryside; When you can't hold my hand anymore, when you can't hold my wrist anymore, I can't turn around and leave. Hold my hand, I want to wander.
When you can't tell me our future that you plan every day, please remember me and miss me. Describe our future dreams for me, only remember me; You know, just miss me; Follow each other again, and then it will be too late to discuss or pray. It's too late to pray together and talk together. Yes, if you forget me for a while, but if you forget me for a while and then remember me, please don't be sad: if you remember me again, please don't sigh. Because if darkness and correction leave, if it belongs to my memory, a fear of the thoughts I once had, it is left behind by darkness and corrosion-you'd better forget and smile, and then I'd rather you forget and smile, and thank you for remembering and being sad. Don't, don't you remember, don't mourn.
2. Ancient foreign homesick poems
Lermontov's motherland.
I love my motherland, but I use strange love!
Even my reason can't win.
Whether it's the glory of blood,
Whether full of pride and piety,
Regardless of the sacred rumors of ancient times,
Can't arouse my comfortable dreams.
But I like it.-I don't know why.
Its desolate and indifferent silence on the grassland,
The endless forest is swaying in the wind,
The raging river rushes like the sea,
I like driving along the path between villages.
Through the boundless night with slow eyes,
I miss the place where I stay at night and welcome it.
Light quivering along the road.
I like the smoke from wildfires,
A large group of horses and chariots spent the night on the grassland,
On the hills in the yellow fields,
Those sparkling birch trees.
I am full of happiness that no one knows.
Looking at the threshing floor full of grain,
A farmhouse covered with straw,
A small window with embossed shutters,
On a dewy holiday night,
In that drunken farmer's joke,
Watch the dance with a whistle,
I can see deeper midnight.
Hughes' black people talk about rivers.
I know Rivers:
I know rivers as old as the world,
Rivers older than the blood flowing in human veins.
My soul has become as deep as a river.
At dawn, I bathed in the Euphrates River.
I built a hut on the Congo River.
The river gurgled me to sleep.
I had a bird's eye view of the Nile and built a pyramid along it.
When Lincoln went to New Orleans,
I heard the song of the Mississippi River,
I saw its muddy chest.
The setting sun is shining with golden light.
I know Rivers:
Ancient dark rivers.
My soul has become as deep as a river.
3. Ask for a foreign poem to express your thoughts about the person you love.
I want to kiss you, my baby. I want to kiss you tonight. I have been sleeping alone. In my sleep, you appeared before my eyes. I want to kiss you, my love. I want to kiss you tonight.
Love me little, love me long! John Heywood Love lies not in intimacy, but in persistence. My love, you are like a flower, so sweet, pure and beautiful. My love, you are like a flower, so sweet, pure, beautiful and elegant.
I just can't believe the beauty of loving you. I can't believe that person likes this feeling. Now I know how sweet a kiss is. Like the sunshine in summer, your sweetness to me. I can't believe how wonderful it is to love you. I can't believe you feel the same way.
Now I understand that the kiss is so sweet, just like the sunshine in summer, which contains your tenderness for me. I want to do one thing in my life, one sure thing, that is: love you, long for you, and always want you until I die. One thing I want to do in my life, one thing I absolutely want to do, is to love, miss and pursue you until I die.
Oh, my love, dear, I have longed for your touch for a long time. And time passes so slowly, so much time can be done. Are you still mine? I need your love. God gave me your love. Oh! My love, dear, I have longed for your touch for a long time. Time is hard. It can change many things. Are you still mine? I need your love.
May God give me your love. I like to be the person you miss forever, the person who shares joys and sorrows with you, and the person you love forever. I want to be the person you always miss, the person you talk about your dreams, the person who shares your joys and sorrows, and I always want to be the person you love.
-Christina Georgina Rossetti (translated by Xu Zhimo) When I die, dear, you. Let the green grass covered with me be soaked with dew. Please remember me if you like. If you like, forget me. I can no longer see the shade of the earth, I can no longer feel the sweetness of the rain and dew, I can no longer hear the voice of the nightingale, and I pour out my sad cry in the dark.
Lost in the long twilight, the sun never rises or dies; Maybe, I remember you, maybe, I forgot you. ————————————— Song Christina Rossetti? When I die, my dearest, don't sing sad songs for me; Don't plant roses on my head, and don't plant shady cypresses on my head; Let the grass moisten my head with showers and dew; Please remember if you like, and forget if you like. I will see no shadows and feel no rain; I will not hear the nightingale continue to sing, as if in pain; Dreaming in the twilight that neither rises nor falls, maybe I will remember, maybe I will forget. (Rossetti, British poet) Christina Georgina Rossetti. Forgive me for appreciating the beauty of your body and soul; Forgive me for wanting to be with you when I am old. Sandra Robbins Heaton forgives my life without you; Forgive me for appreciating your physical and mental beauty; Forgive me for wanting to be with you forever.
There is a sweet and kind lady whose face has never fascinated me so much; I only saw her walk by, however, I will love her until death do us part. Thomas ford has a sweet and gentle girl; I have never seen such a face that shocked my heart; I only saw her walk by; Will love her forever. When I wake up in the morning, you are all to me; When I think of you, how happy you make me. You are everything I want; You are everything I need; I look at you and know; You are all to me. Barry fitzpatrick When I wake up in the morning, all I see is you; When I miss you, you make me happy; You are everything I want; You are everything I need.
I stare at you and know that you are everything to me. You make me feel so happy; When I'm with you. You make me feel so special-this love is too good to be true. Rosemary Anne Nash, whenever I am with you, you make me feel so happy and special-this love is so beautiful, does it really exist? If you were a tear in my eye, I would never cry for fear of losing you. If the golden sun stops its dazzling light, a smile from you will light up my whole world. If you were a tear in my eyes, I would never cry for fear of losing you.
If the golden sunshine stops shining brightly, a smile from you will light up my whole world. Since the first time I saw you, I felt something in my heart. I don't know if it was love at first sight, but I know I really like you. Tanya C. Mederos, since I first met you, my heart has been restless. I don't know if it was love at first sight, but I only know that I really like you.
Missing you dances in my mind. Yes, it's only a matter of time. I wonder. Will you be mine? At night, you are in my dream.
Sometimes. Day. These ideas never seem to disappear. Kevin Corey Amber can't stop thinking about you. I know, it's only a matter of time.
I wonder, will you belong to me? You appear in my dreams. At night, even during the day, I miss you endlessly. I searched for a thousand years and cried for a thousand years.
4. Here are some poems to express your thoughts, foreign and domestic.
1. Missing (prose poem) ★→
Clear sky after snow was published on August 6, 2006 1 1: 40: 00.
Missing is a kind of emotion, a sweet treasure in my heart and a deep desire;
Missing is the dribs and drabs in my memory when I am restless, and the whispering to the moon when I am full of passion but no one talks to me. Missing is anxious waiting;
Missing is the tick of the eaves when the autumn rain is lingering, and the microwave on the lake when the spring breeze rises. Missing is the scorching sun in midsummer and the silent night in winter;
Missing is tender as water, and like a mist floating in the morning. Missing is my confusion when I wake up from my dream, like a cloud flowing under the blue sky. Miss, like mellow wine, the older it gets, the stronger the aftertaste.
Missing is the wind passing through the mountain stream, spinning endlessly and pervasive. Missing, like lightning in the night sky, is uncertain but shocking;
Missing is intoxicating music, and deep-rooted tenderness is buried in a faint talk. Missing is a meaningful poem, and there is an echo of the soul between the lines. Missing is a beautiful and moving landscape painting, and each one is fascinating. Missing is a shining photo album, leaving every moment an indelible mark in the depths of the soul;
Missing is the hope for the lover and the concern for the friend. Missing is the feeling of life and the warmth of family;
Missing is the red bean of acacia in the south and the pure light snow in the north. Missing is a vast desert in the west and the undulating sea on the east coast.
Missing is a graceful and winding bridge in the south of the Yangtze River, a vast grassland with high sky and light clouds outside the customs, and a continuous mountain range in the scenic spot. It is the endless blood flowing on the earth;
Missing is the comfort and sustenance when life is lonely, and it is the communication of the past, present and future. Missing is a kind of trembling from the heart. Missing is a moment of silence and an endless topic.
2.
Ci Jiang cheng zi Su Song Shi
Ten years of life and death are two boundless.
Never think, never forget.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. [ 1]
Even if we don't know each other when we meet,
Face covered with dust, temples like frost.
When night came, my dream suddenly came home.
Xiao Xuan window, get dressed.
Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
It is expected that the heartbreak will break every year.
Moonlight night, short matsuoka.
When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. I suggest you collect more as a symbol of our love.
-Wang Wei
The moon is full of hope tonight, and I want to know whose home is Qiu Si.
—— Wang Jian
5. Under the west wing of the moon, the windward door is half open; Pointing to the shadow on the wall, I suspect it's a jade man.
-Master Wang
6. I can't speak. I miss you. No one knows except my heart.
-Bai Juyi
7. It's not for hurting spring, but it seems to hurt spring and lose weight. Think long in the morning and evening and turn into spring waves.
-Meng Chengshun
8. Parting is bitter water, loneliness is a spoonful of coffee. I cooked a thick acacia and tasted the fragrance you left.
anonymous
9. I'm afraid of lovesickness. I've made up my mind. It's my turn to miss you, and there are traces on my brow.
Yu Yan
10. If you don't think about lovesickness, you can avoid lovesickness. After careful consideration, I would rather miss you!
—— Zhao Biyu
1 1. Looking at the sky and clouds at dusk, walking and thinking of you, sitting and thinking of you.
-Tang Yin
12. Acacia knows when to meet, and this night is embarrassing.
-Li Bai
13. Missing is a beautiful loneliness. Loneliness is especially beautiful only when I miss you.
-Wang Guozhen
14. The absence of the beloved makes lovers miss and lament from time to time, which makes them feel great pain, but nothing is more conducive to deepening their feelings than a short farewell.
Hume
PS: I personally like No.9-1 1.
5. If you miss your relatives abroad.
1: How can you be ruthless if you meet and hate each other late? -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon"
2. With clouds, the wind is no longer lonely; With leaves, trees are no longer lonely; When butterflies fall in love, flowers are no longer sad; There is a place opposite, and the sky is no longer lost; With your company, I am no longer sad. Being with you is my greatest wish!
I miss you, and I want to give you all my love, so that you can slowly appreciate the taste of love and be as happy as a spoiled child. I believe that with you, there will be the whole world.
4. The dog in the fence barked and went out to wait for Fei Jing. At the age of 20, the well tax was lost, and the mountain people returned at night. -To Liu Lantian
5. Love is like sunshine, hot and easy to burn; Love is like starlight, hazy and confused; Love is like toffee. The more you eat, the more you think, but the longer the tooth decay. Love is like green tea, it tastes sweet only after suffering. Love will last forever, and happiness will hold you tight!
When the last note rings, I miss being forced to draw a rest, and even the best sentences should be written down. However, this does not herald the end, but represents another continuation of sadness.
7: I was uneasy until I suddenly understood the reason yesterday. I haven't heard from you for a long time, and I miss you very much. I don't know how you are. If you don't want to make me feel bad all the time, please reply to me immediately!
8: You said a spell, and my time is a little too late. Breathing and heartbeat accelerate together to catch up with your happy footsteps. Although I am all thumbs, you have not abandoned me, so I love you and will continue.
Seriously. . If you give this kind of thing to someone you care about, calm down and write well. The sentences on the internet are gorgeous but have no feelings.
6. Poetry and ambition: classics
1. "When is the spring flower and autumn moon?"
Author: Five Dynasties Li Yu
1, original sentence
When is the moon in spring and autumn? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon.
Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.
2. Translation
When does this year's time end? How much do you know about the past! Last night, there was a spring breeze blowing in the small building. On this bright night, how can I bear the pain of thinking of my hometown?
Carefully carved railings and jade steps should still be there, but the people I miss are aging. Ask me how much sadness I have in my heart, just like endless spring water rolling east.
Second, "Jiang recalled dreams day and night on the 20th day of the first month".
Author: Su Shi in Song Dynasty
1, original sentence
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.
2. Translation
It's been ten years since I said goodbye to you, but it's still hard to forget. Lonely graves are thousands of miles away, and there is nowhere to tell the sadness in my heart. Even if you meet me, I'm afraid you won't recognize me. Running around is dusty and icy.
I went back to my hometown in my dream last night and saw you dressing in front of the mirror at the small window. You and I are speechless, only tears fall thousands of lines. Supposedly, the grave mountain with the bright moon and small pine trees is where my wife is heartbroken every year.
Thirdly, untitled time was long before I met her, but even longer after we broke up.
Author: Li Shangyin in Tang Dynasty
1, original sentence
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
2. Translation
It's hard to meet each other, and it's even harder to leave, not to mention in this late spring when the east wind is weak and the flowers are withered.
Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes.
Dress up in the morning and look in the mirror. I'm only worried that the clouds in my hair will change color and my face will disappear. I can't sleep alone in the long night, so I must feel Leng Yue's aggression.
Penglai Mountain is not too far from here, but there is no road to cross. Please visit me diligently by a messenger like the bluebird.
Four, "a short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night"
Author: Li Shangyin in Tang Dynasty
1, original sentence
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
2. Translation
You asked me the date of coming home, but it was difficult to decide the date of coming back. It's raining heavily in Bashan tonight, and it's raining in the autumn pool.
When can we have a long talk by candlelight and tell each other our thoughts in the rainy night tonight?
Five, "a prune, red lotus root fragrance residual jade autumn"
Author: Li Qingzhao of Song Dynasty
1, original sentence
Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
2. Translation
The pink lotus has withered, the fragrance has dispersed, and the smooth jade bamboo mat has the coolness of autumn. Untie the silk skirt, put on casual clothes and go aboard alone. Looking up at the distant sky, where white clouds are rolling, who will send the brocade book? By the time the geese flew back, the moonlight had spread all over the west building.
Falling flowers alone, flowing water alone. We all miss each other, but we can't talk to each other, so we have to be unhappy alone. This lovesick sorrow can't be sent away. It just disappeared from the wrinkled brow and was faintly entangled in my heart.
7. Classic sentences about missing
Miss (Shu Ting)
A color wall chart without lines.
A pure but unsolvable algebra
A dulcimer, plucking the rain beads on the eaves.
A pair of oars that can't reach the other shore
Bud usually waits in silence.
Sunset is usually far away.
Maybe there is an ocean hidden.
But all I shed was two tears.
Ah, in the vision of the heart
in one's soul of souls
Acacia knows when to meet, and this night is embarrassing. -Li Bai's Autumn Wind Poems
Not to hurt spring, but to seem to have lost weight. Think long in the morning and evening and turn into spring waves. -Yan Dao Ji
Red bean trees grow in the south, and they will grow many branches in spring. I suggest you collect more as a symbol of our love. -Wang Wei
Afraid of lovesickness, I've thought about it, and it's my turn to leave lovesickness, revealing a trace of brow. -Yu Ming Zhongmao
Sadness is getting farther and farther away, and the distance is like spring water. -Bai Juyi's Spring on the Lake
8. Ancient poems about missing overseas Chinese
Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Philip Burkart": The moon is in the sky, and the horizon is at this time.
People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones. Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams. [Appreciation] The first couplet of this poem is "The bright moon, now the sea is full, and at this time the horizon is * * *". The previous sentence describes the scenery: a bright moon rises on the boundless sea; The poet remembered his friend who was far away from the ends of the earth, and now he and I are both watching the same bright moon.
This is similar to Xie Zhuang's "Yuefu", which says that "a beauty walks beautifully and there is a bright moon thousands of miles away", but it is more magnificent to blurt it out naturally. The first sentence reads "looking at the moon" and the second sentence reads "looking forward", which is closely related to poetry, but it does not show traces.
The couplet "Bring a separated heart, miss at night" expresses the feelings of missing friends far away. "Lover", a affectionate person, a person with long-term feelings.
This refers to the poet's own "distant night", a long night.
Unexpected evening, all night. The poet misses his friends far away, so that he can't sleep all night and complains about the long nights.
This poem is a five-character poem. According to the metrical poem, couplets and necklines must be opposite. This couplet is a flowing pair, natural and smooth, in one go.
The necklace couplet "It's not black when I blow out the candle, and it's not warm when I put on my coat", which depicts the scene of sleepless nights. "pity", pity.
"Zi", wet. The poet wandered indoors.
Blow out the candles and show more sympathy for the scattered silver moonlight. Wandering in the yard.
It was late at night, and I felt the dew wet the clothes I was wearing. This vividly depicts the scene of sleepless nights.
This couplet is neat and meticulous. The couplet "Therefore, I sent a message to the bright moon, tossing and turning before bed, hoping for a dream" further expressed my deep affection for my friends.
"The last straw", no, "full hands", full hands, full hands.
"Ceremony", the period of reunion, the period of joyous meeting. I can't give a moonlight to a friend far away, I just hope to meet you again in my dream.
Here, Lu Ji's poem "Imitating the Bright Moon and How Jiao Jiao" was secretly used and further developed, showing endless feelings. This poem expresses deep yearning for friends far away, and it is sincere and touching.