The Dynasty is Modern by 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!
That pool under the shade of elm is 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 without taking away a cloud.
Extended data
First, the creative background
This poem was written by Xu Zhimo on his way home after his third trip to Europe. The time is1928165438+10. The place is China. One summer at the end of July, after staying at the home of the British philosopher Russell for one night, a man quietly came to Cambridge to find his English friend without any notice in advance.
Unfortunately, none of his English friends are here, only Cambridge, which he is familiar with, is waiting for him silently. The scene of his past life reappeared before his eyes ... because he was in a hurry to meet another English friend, he didn't record this emotional activity.
It was not until he left Marseille by boat on his way home, facing the rough sea and the vast sky, that he unfolded the paper and wrote down his personal feelings about returning to Cambridge this time.
Second, appreciate
This poem "Biekangqiao" consists of seven sentences, each with four lines and two or three sentences. It is eclectic, rigorous, rhyming with two or four rhymes, cadence and catchy. This beautiful rhythm ripples like ripples, which is not only the voice of pious students seeking dreams, but also conforms to the ebb and flow of poets' emotions and has a unique aesthetic pleasure.
The seven verses are strewn at random, and the rhythm spreads slowly in them, which is quite a poet's temperament of "white robe and thin suburban island". It can be said that it embodies Xu Zhimo's poetic beauty thought.
Farewell to Cambridge is a lyric poem about scenery, which expresses three emotions: nostalgia, farewell and disillusionment.
"I left gently, just as I came gently, and I waved goodbye to the clouds in the western sky gently." This poem can be summed up in a few words: slow rhythm, light movement, affectionate, and at the same time with a touch of sadness.
The final "Clouds in the Western Sky" laid a splendid color for the following description, and the whole scenery was reflected by the sunset. So this poem sets the tone for the whole poem.
This poem shows the poet's superb artistic skills. The poet combines specific scenery with imagination to form a vivid artistic image of poetry, and skillfully blends atmosphere, feelings and scenes into the artistic conception to achieve the feelings and scenes in the scene. The structure of the poem is rigorous and neat.
The whole poem consists of 7 sections, each with 4 lines, forming two parallel steps; 1 and 3 lines are slightly shorter, and 2 and 4 lines are slightly longer, ranging from 6 to 8 words per line. It seems that the poet intends to combine the forms of metrical poetry and free verse, making it a new form of poetry, full of nationalization and modern architectural beauty.
Sogou encyclopedia-farewell to Cambridge
2. Modern parting poems.
When the last moment of happiness comes
When I woke up in tears in the abyss
With great excitement, this is the last time
Kiss your jade hand gently
Yes, I remember everything. My heart is pounding.
I suppressed the unbearable sadness.
I said, "It's not forever.
Now bring all the happiness to the distance.
We will forget, and the pain will sink into fantasy.
Fatal boredom and depression
Will not visit the hermit's seclusion
Muse will come to comfort my melancholy.
I will be happy-friendly and gentle eyes
Will light up the cold darkness in my heart. "
How ignorant I used to be about love and my heart!
Every moment, day after day.
But it didn't bring happiness to misfortune.
I didn't bring a cup to forget my troubles.
Ah, dear, you are with me.
But I am depressed and secretly sad.
Whether the day after the castle peak is sunny or not
Whether the autumn moon rises in the dark or not
I am always, my lovely friend, looking for you.
Whether I am asleep or not, I only miss you.
Only you appear in my illusory dream.
I'm addicted to daydreaming-I can't help calling your name.
I listened attentively-I heard your kind voice.
I sat absently among my friends.
I can't hear their noisy conversation clearly.
I looked at them with dull eyes.
Cold eyes can't recognize them.
You also follow me, ah, Guqin, sad together.
A bosom friend of my painful heart.
Your melancholy chord is so sad.
Only the voice of love, you have not forgotten. ...
Faithful friend, grieve with me.
Let you sing at will
Pour out my inner pain
Let those unhappy girls
Listening to your piano hurts.
I will keep silent.
I want to keep silent! However, if this string
Can I sing in a low voice when I am sad?
If there are young men and women listening to me silently
I once lamented the long-term pain of love.
If you are deeply moved by yourself,
I can whisper my sad poems.
Like the warm words in my heart ...
If you love me ... Oh, dear friend.
Please allow me, in the sacred name of infatuation and hatred for women.
Let the last song of this guqin be full of tenderness.
So, when the dream of death hangs over me, I can't sleep.
You can say sadly at my tombstone:
"I love him and I inspired him.
Let him have the last love, the last song ... "
autumn
Night is a stagnant time.
Time is a flowing night.
You stopped at the door.
Turn around and give me a short glance.
Is this parting?
Will everything be forgotten?
Just like a gorgeous autumn in the past,
It should be covered with cold snow everywhere.
I cherish fruit.
But I'm not afraid of this empty refusal
As long as the heart is still sucking blood
There will be no withered season in the future.
The autumn wind shakes the stars.
Oh, this is eternity writing in the sky.
Yes, a glance is enough.
I should thank you deeply.
Modern poems about parting and farewell are longer than 1, and farewell to Cambridge.
Author: Xu Zhimo
I left quietly,
When I came softly;
I waved gently,
Say goodbye to the western clouds.
Golden willow by the river,
Is the bride in the sunset;
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 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 between floating algae,
Precipitate a rainbow-like dream.
Looking for dreams?
Lift a long pole,
Back to greener grass;
Full of stars,
Play songs in a starry place.
But I can't play songs,
Quiet is 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.
Step 2 "Don't"
Author: Gu Cheng
In spring
You flick your handkerchief.
Is to let me leave.
Or return immediately?
No, nothing.
Because there is nothing.
Like a fallen flower in the water
Like dew on a flower ...
Only the shadow knows.
Only wind energy knows.
Only the butterfly sighed and began to fly.
Still flying in my heart ...
Step 3 separate
Author: Huang Zhen
It's time to meet and fall in love.
Everything is so natural.
Walk through the snow
Heaven and earth are endless.
Yes,
There is only a trail of footprints behind him.
The north wind seems to be crying and calling.
The lonely pine tree is moaning.
Follow the north wind
Follow the direction where the footprints extend
I am destined to leave today.
You're gone
Is this predestined?
I growl, I pray.
But I still can't catch up with you.
This can be read silently.
Watching your back fade away.
I always have too many things to give up.
Too many farewells.
Tell you
But I can't say.
part
4. Before leaving
Author: Yan worry-free
We used to walk in
Lush riverside;
We used to wander around.
Streets with beautiful women like clouds;
We used to play.
A neat and elegant apartment.
How could I forget,
I can clearly remember the good old life.
Now we have to part.
Cherish the last time together,
Don't be full of sadness at this time,
Raise the sweet and mellow wine,
Let's get drunk tonight!
Fill a glass,
May our friendship last forever,
Just like this wine, the longer it is, the more mellow it becomes.
5. Day of parting
Author: Liu
Parting,
The day of parting,
I am far away,
Between heaven and earth,
Call your name.
You in the distance,
Did you hear that,
My inner call.
How many dreams,
How many times in the storm,
How many wanderings,
How many times of enthusiasm!
How many passionate songs.
Wandering me,
Still so persistent,
So enthusiastic, so unforgettable.
Unforgettable
On the day of parting,
Sad days,
Lonely days,
Like a profound picture.
Wait,
Shining with affection.
In deep affection,
With a heart connection,
And sincere entrustment.
Walking on the road of wandering,
Wandering me,
Counting those years,
Look at the sky of the years.
In my heart,
It's the missing heart that keeps cutting!
4. Modern poems about parting and farewell are a little longer than 1. Farewell to Cambridge Author: Xu Zhimo left me gently, 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! That pool under the shade of elm is 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 without taking away a cloud.
2, "Don't" Author: Gu Cheng Spring, do you gently wave a handkerchief to let me go or come back immediately? No, it's nothing, because it's like a flower falling into the water, like dew on a flower ... Only the shadow knows, only the wind understands, and only the butterfly that starts with a sigh is still flying in the flower's heart ... 3. Parting Author: It's time for Huang Zhen to meet and fall in love. Everything is so natural when walking in the snow. The world is vast, but there is a string of footprints behind him, and the north wind seems to be crying. The lonely pine tree seems to be crying in the direction of the north wind spreading along the footprints. Today, they are destined to leave you. Is it that I am destined to roar, but I still can't keep up with your footsteps when I pray? This can silently watch your back slowly disappear. Although I have too much to say goodbye to you, I can't say goodbye. 4. Author: Before leaving Author: Yan Worry-Free We once wandered by the green river; We used to wander the streets with beautiful women like clouds; We used to play in neat and elegant apartments. How could I forget? I still remember the good old life, but now we have to part.
Cherish the last time together, don't be full of sadness at this time, raise sweet and mellow wine, and let's get drunk tonight! Fill a glass and wish our friendship last forever, just like this wine, the longer it gets, the more mellow it becomes. 5, "Farewell Day" Author: Liu Farewell Day, I am in the distance, between heaven and earth, calling your name.
Do you hear my inner call in the distance? How many dreams, how many storms, how many wanderings, how many passions! How many passionate songs.
I am still so persistent, so passionate and unforgettable. Unforgettable, parting days, sad days, lonely days, just like a profound picture.
Waiting, shining with affection. In deep affection, there is a connection between heart and heart, and there is a sincere trust.
Walking on the wandering road, wandering me, counting the days and looking at the sky in those years. In my heart, it is the missing heart that keeps cutting.
5. Farewell in the fog of modern lyric poetry
fog
I have a mountain village and a yard.
cold
Cold your heart cold mine.
In the cold fog
Your footsteps are fading away.
Step on a trembling heart
Confused feelings are in the fog
In a yearning heart song
The strong voice of the weak flows out.
land
Xin feng Jing Lin
for you
I am an ancient and mysterious tree.
Dancing like the tide in the fog
I am the coldest person in the world.
Selected from The Heart of an Inch of Grass, Series 6, Red Bean in the North, Cambridge Poetry Collection
6. The poem about parting is 1. I don't regret it when my belt gradually widens and makes people haggard for Iraq.
People don't know where to go, but peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. (Cui Hu)
I care about the bright moon and accompany you to Yelangxi. (Li Bai)
Flowers are similar every year, but people are different every year. (Liu Xiyi)
Xiao Lang was a passer-by as soon as Houmen entered the sea. (Cui Jiao)
6. I don't know if my soul is broken, but my dream follows me. (Wei Zhuang)
7. I shed a thousand tears alone and wrote a letter to Li. (Yu Xin)
8. Searching, cold and lonely, sad and sad. (Li Qingzhao)
9. Undead, the west wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers. (Li Qingzhao)
10. Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places. (Bai Juyi)
1 1, Modaoqiu River is hard to leave, and it will be in Chang 'an tomorrow.
12, an old friend stayed in the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
13, we said goodbye to each other sadly, and our two officials took the opposite path. After all, the world is just a small place. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
14, the moon hides tall trees, but the long river is unknown. Youyou Luoyang Road, when will this meeting be held?
15, Wen Chao wanderer sang farewell songs and crossed the river at the beginning of frost last night. People who are most worried are afraid to hear the swan song, and lonely travelers are in the silence of mountains and clouds.
16, cold rain at night, Wu, seeing Fujian off. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
17, I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason.
18, water brings you the feeling of home, and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
19, an old friend stayed in the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
20. Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! .
2 1, Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
22, white jade a glass of wine, March Qingyang. The spring breeze can sway for a few days, and you and I are gray at the temples.
23. Here, you must leave me and drift away for hundreds of miles like loose grass. Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.
24. We watched him walk eastward through the wheel tower door and enter the snowdrift on Tianding Road. I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
25. Dawn will rise into the future, leaving the old man alone.
26. Solitary sails on the sunset river, grass green in Wan Li, Hunan.
7. As for modern poems about parting, I never refuse to throw away a piece of paper. I always keep it-keep it, fold it into a boat and throw it into the sea.
Some were blown into the window of the ship by the wind, and some were wet by the waves and stuck to the bow. I still don't give up and fold every day. I always hope that a place can only flow where I want it to go.
Mom, if you see a white boat in your dream, don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason. This is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes. Wanshui Qian Shan, please bring her love and sorrow home.
Maybe you are really too tired to cry. Maybe, maybe you need to sleep. That's called nighthawks don't cough. Frogs don't blow horns, bats don't fly,
Don't let the sun touch your eyes, don't let the breeze brush your eyebrows, no matter who can wake you up and hold an umbrella to keep you awake,
Maybe you are listening to earthworms turning over mud and grass roots absorbing water. Maybe you listen to such music better than swearing.
Then close your eyelids first and I'll let you sleep. I let you sleep. I will gently cover you with loess. I told paper money to fly slowly. Flowers that fall in the valley smell best. No one remembers the brightest morning dew. I said you are happy, Xiao Lingling. The stream that has never been photographed is the clearest. You dream that green vines climb into your window and golden flowers fall on your hair. You are moved by the story told by the eaves rain, and you love the lonely starlight. You have tears like pearls, and you often have nameless sadness. You have beautiful days that make you sad, and you have beautiful deaths.
How many farewells does life have?
Only under the Tianshan Mountains, how urgent it is.
I ride horses.
Do you ride horses, too
I'm going after my horse.
You must catch the last bus.
Give you what?
The ice and snow are too cold.
The hot sand is too hot.
Weeds wilt easily when picked.
The stream dries up easily for you.
The sunset is so poetic.
But it's a little too much like blood
People always leave others.
Clear sky Wan Li, Tianshan moon.
Only the heart likes this grassland.
One year old and one glory, the residual snow has disappeared.
Everything on the earth is the center.
You can say goodbye anywhere.
No, don't ride this horse.
On the same drum surface
Beat the drums.
To connect future ideas.
Give you a background.