Ai Qing's poems are related to prison lights.

1, "Long Songs" Han Han Yuefu?

The trees in the garden are lush, and the crystal dew rises in the sun.

Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.

I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither.

The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west?

A lazy youth, a lousy age.

Vernacular translation:

Sunflowers in the garden are lush, and Ran Ran rises in the glittering and translucent morning sun. Spring scatters hope all over the earth, and everything shows prosperity. I am always afraid that the cold autumn will come, the leaves will turn yellow and the grass will wither. When can a hundred rivers run to the sea and return to the west? If young people don't work hard in time, they will only regret it for a lifetime when they are old.

2, "Dream" Sun

Hold fast to your dreams.

Because once the dream is shattered,

Life will be a bird with broken wings.

Never fly again

Hold fast to your dreams.

Because once the dream disappears,

Life is like a wasteland.

Snow and ice cover all year round

3, "Go Forward" Wang Xindi

Don't believe in the future, no matter how beautiful it is!

Let the dead past be buried forever!

Act! Act now!

Firm thoughts, God's guidance!

Let go if you fail!

Stand up and try again until you succeed!

4, "maverick" Ai Qing

I like the grass in shushan,

Autumn withers late and spring comes early.

Much sweeter, less bitter.

I chew carefully and chew slowly.

Chew out the juice, chew out the taste,

Chew your soul, chew your dreams.

Ye Er is very tender, and her stems are beautiful.

Knowledge is your nutrition,

Wisdom is your mind.

In order to find you, I am not afraid of mountains or heights.

In order to love you, I face steep,

Always want to eat more, always want to be full.

5. The song of tomorrow? Ming Qianfu?

Tomorrow after tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows.

Tomorrow will never come.

If the world is tired tomorrow, it will go to Qiu Lai as a veteran in spring.

Watch the water flow east and the sunset at dusk.

What will tomorrow be like in a hundred years? Please listen to my song tomorrow.

The day after tomorrow, how many tomorrows!

Waiting for tomorrow, everything will be wasted.

The world is tired of tomorrow, and tomorrow will be infinitely experienced.

In the morning, the water flows east, and now it grows in the west.

What will tomorrow be like in a hundred years? Please listen to my song tomorrow.

Vernacular translation:

Tomorrow is another tomorrow, how many tomorrows there are. I've been waiting for tomorrow all my life, and I haven't made any progress. The world is as tired of tomorrow as I am, and it will grow old after a year. Watching the river flow eastward in the morning and the sunset at night is the real life. How many tomorrows can there be in a hundred years?

Please listen to my song tomorrow. Tomorrow is another tomorrow, how many tomorrows there are. Waiting for tomorrow every day, nothing has progressed. The world is as difficult as I am. I'm tired of tomorrow, and endless tomorrow is getting old. Watching the river flow eastward in the morning and the sunset at night is the real life. How many tomorrows can there be in a hundred years? Please listen to my song tomorrow.