when you are old
Ye Zhi (Ireland)
When you are old, gray-haired and sleepy,
Take a nap by the fire, please write down this poem.
Read slowly and recall the tenderness of your eyes in the past.
Recall the heavy shadows of their past;
How many people love you when you are young and happy,
Worship your beauty, hypocrisy or sincerity,
Only one person loves your pilgrim soul,
Love the painful wrinkles on your aging face;
I hung my head, by the red fire,
Whispering sadly about the passing of love,
On the mountain overhead, it walked slowly.
A face is hidden among a group of stars.
(translated by Yuan Kejia)
Linjiangxian
Yan (Song)
After the dream, the balcony is locked high and the curtains hang low after drinking.
When hatred came last spring. Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei.
I remember Xiaoping's first sight, and her focus was on clothes.
Acacia is written on the string of pipa. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds.
Distant Altair
Nineteen Ancient Poems (Korean)
Distant Altair, Jiao Jiao Hehan girl.
Skillful hands, make a loom.
There is no chapter all day, and tears are pouring down.
The river is clear and shallow, with many differences.
Between water and water, there are no words.
To the oak tree.
Shu Ting
If I love you-
Unlike climbing Campbell,
Show off yourself with your tall branches;
If I love you-
Never imitate spoony birds,
Repeat simple songs for the shade;
It is not just like a fountain,
Send cool comfort all year round;
It is not only a dangerous mountain peak,
Increase height and set off dignity.
Even during the day.
Even spring rain.
No, these are not enough!
I must be a kapok beside you,
Standing with you as the image of a tree.
Roots, close to the ground,
Leaves, touching in the clouds.
Every time a gust of wind blows,
We all greet each other,
But no one
Understand what we said.
Inlaid harp
Li Shangyin (Tang)
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
Flowering tree
Xi Murong
How to let you meet me
In my best moment, for this.
I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.
Begging him to let us have a dusty relationship.
Then the Buddha turned me into a tree.
Follow the path you may take.
In the blooming flowers, I wait in the sun.
Every flower carries my previous hopes.
Please listen carefully when you come near.
The trembling leaves are my passion for waiting,
When you walked under the tree, you didn't notice me.
On the ground behind you
Friend, that's not a petal.
It is my withered heart
Qihuai
Huang Jingren (Qing)
Several times, I sat under the flowers and played the flute, and the red wall of Han Yin looked into the distance.
Like this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night.
The lingering thoughts are exhausted, and the heart is peeling bananas.
In March and May of 1935, that poor glass of wine not fade away.
Genglouzi
Wen (Tang)
Jade furnace incense, red candle tears, partial according to the painting hall Qiu Si.
The eyebrows are thin, the eyes are thin, the clouds are residual, and the night is long and the pillow is cold.
Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter.
A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.
Meet Huan
Li Yu (Nantang)
Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook.
Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow.
It's not just the general taste.
Anxiety and worry
Dai wangshu
It is said that it is the sorrow of lonely autumn.
They all say it's acacia in the far sea.
If someone asks me what I'm worried about,
I dare not say your name.
I dare not say your name,
If someone asks me what I am worried about:
They all say it's acacia in the far sea.
It is said to be the sadness of lonely autumn.
A bell ringing in the rain
Liu Yong (Song)
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped.
The door account is not in the mood to drink, and you will miss the place and Lanzhou to urge you to send it.
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.
Affectionate since ancient times, parting hurts the body, more comparable to the cold autumn festival!
Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Yang Liuan, Xiao Feng and the waning moon.
This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.
Customs are strange, who can you tell?
A cluster of plum blossoms
Li Qingzhao (Song)
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 goose returns, and the moon is 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.
Say goodbye to Cambridge again
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;
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2 classic love poems
In the gentle waves of He Kang River,
I would like to be an aquatic plant.
A pool in the shade of elm trees,
Not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky.
Crushed in floating seaweed, a rainbow-like dream is precipitated.
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,
Don't take away a cloud.
Ketari
Yan Shu (Song)
The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears.
The curtain is light and cold, and the swallow flies away.
The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate suffering. The morning light slanted on Zhu Hu.
The west wind withered the green trees last night.
A person in a tall building can see the end of the world.
I want to send colored stationery and rulers. The mountains are long and there is a lot of water.
Queqiaoxian
Qin Guan (Song)
The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight.
When you meet, you will win, but there are countless people in the world.
Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge.
If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, they are still there, day and night.
Qingyu case
Xin Qiji (Song)
Thousands of trees open in the east wind night,
It blows down and the stars are like rain.
BMW carved cars are full of incense.
Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night.
Moths, snow willows, golden plumes,
The laughter faded away.
Look for him in the crowd.
Suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.
evil
Anonymous (Korean)
Evil!
I want to know you and live a long life.
There are no tombs in the mountains, rivers are exhausted, and Lei Zhen is in winter.
Summer rain and snow, heaven and earth close, but dare to break with you!
Stay away from your wife.
Anonymous (Korean)
There is no doubt about love when you are married.
Have fun tonight. This is a good time.
What is the night when recruiters look into the distance?
There are no more participants. Quit your job from now on.
On the battlefield, long time no see.
Shake hands with a sigh and tears will make a living.
Try to love Chunhua, and don't forget when you are happy.
Born to return, died for Sauvignon Blanc.
Broken chapter
Bian Zhilin
You stand on the bridge and watch the scenery.
The landscape observer is watching you upstairs.
The bright moon decorated your window,
You decorated other people's dreams.
Night tour palace
Zhou Bangyan (Song)
The setting sun under the leaves shines on the water, rolling light waves and sinking thousands of miles.
The sour wind on the bridge hits the eyes.
Standing for a long time, watching the dusk and lighting up the city.
At the bottom of the cold window of the ancient house, listen to a few pieces, and the well is flying.
Don't fall in love with single.
Who knows? For Xiao Niang, a book is a piece of paper.
Shejiang picking hibiscus
Nineteen Ancient Poems (Korean)
Picking hibiscus by the river, Lanzeduo fragrant grass.
Who is eager to leave? Thinking far away.
Looking back at my hometown, it's a long way.
I am bent on leaving home and worried to death.
We won't say goodbye
Akhmatova (Russia)
We won't say goodbye,-
Walk side by side.
It's dusk,
You meditate, I am silent.
The two of us walked into the church and saw
Prayer, baptism, marriage,
We came out without looking at each other. ...
Why didn't we do this?
The two of us came to the cemetery,
Sitting in the snow and sighing softly,
You draw a palace with a stick,
We will live there forever in the future.
(translated by Ulan Khan)
Four ancient folk songs with seven-character poems on love or local themes
Liu Yuxi (Tang)
The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River.
Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny.
Guan Ju
The Book of Songs Guofeng Nan Zhou
Guan Heming's osprey, accompanied by the small continent of the river. A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman.
Mix shepherd's purse and salvage it from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman wakes up to pursue her.
If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day. Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again.
Mix shepherd's purse and choose from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple.
Pull shepherd's purse from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman rings the bell to please her.
(of a young woman) complaining in the boudoir.
Wang Changling (Tang)
A young woman in the boudoir will never be sad; Spring came dressed up and boarded Chui Building alone.
Suddenly I saw the green willows, and I felt uncomfortable; Oh, I regret that I shouldn't have asked my husband to find Hou Feng.
Complain about singing
Ban Jieyu (Han nationality)
As fresh and clean as frost and snow,
Cut into acacia fans, round like the bright moon.
In and out of your arms, shaking the breeze.
I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come and the cold will take away the summer heat.
If you give up your donation, your kindness will be lost.
balcony
Baudelaire (France)
The mother I remember, the lover of my lover,
All my happiness, all my respect!
You, have you ever remembered the tenderness of caress,
The warmth of the fireside, the charm of dusk,
The mother I remember, the lover among lovers!
On those nights, there was burning coal,
The evening on the balcony is rosy.
How warm your chest is and how good your heart is!
We often talk about immortal things.
In those nights, there was burning coal.
How beautiful the sunshine is in the warm dusk!
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Three classic love poems
How deep the universe is and how strong the mind is!
My queen, when I bow to you,
I seem to smell your blood,
How beautiful the sunshine is in the warm dusk!
The night is getting darker, as if the partition wall is slowly closed.
My eyes guessed your eyes in the dark,
I sip your breath, honey and poison!
Your feet fell asleep in my friendly hands.
The night is getting thicker, as if the partition wall is slowly closed.
I know how to recall happy times,
Curled up in your lap, I relived the past.
Because ah, where can I find your tired beauty?
Except for your warm heart and lovely body?
I know how to recall happy times.
Those vows, fragrant, endless kisses,
Will it be resurrected in the abyss,
It's like bathing in the deep sea,
The sun that regained its youth rose to the sky again?
Those vows, fragrance, endless kisses.
(translated by Guo Hongan)
Endless desire
Li Bai (Tang)
The sun is full of lust, and the moon is bright and sleepless.
I won't play with the phoenix carving on the pillar. I thought I was afraid of touching Yuanyang after playing with Qin Shu.
This is a song full of feelings, but no one has passed it on. I hope it will be sent to the distant Yan.
I miss you in a faraway place. Outside the blue sky, the past and present are the source of tears.
If you don't believe in sword cutting, please come back and look in the mirror in front of me!
Changganqu
(Tang)
Tell me, where do you live? ? Near here, next to the fishing pond? .
Let's catch our boat together and see if we belong to the same town. ..
Jianjia
The Book of Songs, National Style and Qin Feng
The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.
Tracing back from it, the road resistance is long; Swim back from it, in the middle of the water
It's been a long time, and it hasn't changed for thousands of years. The so-called Iraqis are in the water.
Tracing back from it, the road is blocked and embarrassing; Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.
The dew has not yet arrived, so-called Iraqis are in the water.
Tracing back from it, the road is blocked and right; Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.
Give a gift to a friend
Du Mu (Tang)
Getting together seems to be painting, but it is ruthless; I just feel that the wine has to smile and keep silent.
Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn.
I remembered
Ye Saining (Russian Federation)
I remember, honey, I remember.
The flash of your soft hair;
Fate let me leave you,
My heart is heavy and sad.
I remember those autumn nights,
The leaves of birch trees rustle;
May the days be short,
May the moonlight shine longer.
I remember you saying to me:
"The good old days are about to become the past,
You'll forget me, dear,
Pairing with other girlfriends. "
Today, the bodhi tree is in bloom again.
Cause infinite melancholy in my heart;
How gentle I was then,
Sprinkle petals on your curly hair.
Ah, it's annoying to love others.
My heart won't get cold,
It will think of you from others,
As happy as reading a beloved novel.
(Translated by Liu Zhanqiu and Ru Xiangxue)
Song of Chang Gan
Li Bai (Tang)
My hair barely covers my forehead. I am picking flowers and paying by my door.
When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood.
We live in an alley in Qingkan. We are all young and happy.
When I was fourteen, I became your wife, and I was too shy to laugh.
I bowed my head and went to the dark corner, unwilling to pay attention to your thousands of calls.
But at the age of fifteen, I raised my eyebrows and laughed, knowing that no dust can seal our love.
Even to death, I will wait for you in my post, and I will not lose heart in the silent watchtower.
When I was sixteen years old, you embarked on a long journey, crossing the Qingtang Canyon full of rocks and swirling water.
Then the fifth month, I couldn't help it anymore. I tried to listen to the monkeys in your distant sky.
I looked at the place where you walked, your footprints in front of our door, each hidden under the green moss.
Hiding under the moss is too deep to sweep away, and the first autumn wind adds leaves.
Yellow butterflies in August, hovering in the grass of our West Garden in pairs.
Because of all this, my heart is broken, and I am worried that my bright cheeks will fade.
Oh, finally, when you come back through three Pa areas, send me a message home in advance! .
I'll pick you up, and I won't mind the distance, all the way to Sha Changfeng.
Titu chengnan Zhuang
Cui Hu (Tang)
Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
Praise of love (excerpt)
Shakespeare (England)
If love makes me swear, I swear again.
How can you swear to give up love?
Ah, all vows are empty words, except right.
Beautiful vows;
Although I seem to be breaking my word, I am not honest with you.
Always a sincere heart;
All this, to me, is like a tree, to you.
But soft willow branches.
I want to read him carefully as a book,
Study the words in it,
There are all meaningful people stored there.
Rare happiness in the world,
If learning is important, I demand learning.
Is to know you completely;
Without a learned tongue, it is impossible.
Have the ability to praise you;
Only stubborn and ignorant people are doomed not to see you.
Will be completely unmoved;
I admire you from the bottom of my heart, so I
Feel extremely proud.
Your eyes are Zeus' lightning, your voice.
That's his thunder,
But if there is no anger in your voice, there will be.
More beautiful than music.
However, you are heaven, of course you won't like it.
Floating words in the world,
This vulgar phrase is not worthy of beauty.
Used to praise angels.