Oh, captain, my captain! Our sinister voyage is over,
Our ship weathered the stormy waves safely, and the reward we sought has been won.
The port is not far away, I have heard the bell, and thousands of people are cheering and shouting.
We faced our boat and went home peacefully. Our ship is magnificent and brave.
But, heart! Heart! Heart!
Oh, red blood drops are flowing,
On the deck, lying my captain,
He fell, died, and cooled down.
Oh, captain, my captain! Get up, please listen to the bell,
Get up, flag, for you, horn, for you.
For you. The shore is crowded with people-countless bouquets, ribbons and wreaths for you.
For you, the bustling crowd are calling and turning their eager faces.
Here you are, captain! Dear father!
Under your head is my arm!
This is a dream on the deck,
You fell, you died, and you became cold.
Our captain didn't answer. His lips were pale and silent.
My father can't feel my arm, he has no pulse, no life,
Our ship has anchored safely, the voyage has been completed, and it is over.
The victorious ship returned from the sinister journey, and what we sought has been obtained.
Cheers. Oh, the coast! Ho, oh, Hong Zhong!
However, I moved my sad steps lightly.
On the deck, lying my captain,
He fell, died, and cooled down.
10 In October, Lincoln, who was famous for opposing slavery, was elected President of the United States. Several southern States declared their independence from the federal government. 186 1 April, they sent troops to rebel for the first time, which triggered a civil war. Less than half a year after taking office, President Lincoln led the federal army. With the support of the broad masses of the people, after four years of fighting, he defeated the southern rebels, safeguarded the unity of the United States, and abolished black slavery. The Civil War was the second bourgeois-democratic revolution in American history. The success of this revolution promoted the development of American capitalism. President Lincoln wrote a glorious page for American history with his outstanding achievements. At the moment when the whole country celebrated the great victory, the southern slave owners who had a deep hatred for democracy sent spies to assassinate President Lincoln. After the death of President Lincoln, Whitman wrote the poem "Ah, Captain, My Captain" to express his grief and nostalgia for Lincoln.
A silent and patient spider
Whitman (USA)
A silent and patient spider,
I noticed that it stood alone on a small cape.
Notice how it looks at the emptiness around it,
It shoots silk, silk, silk, from its own small,
Silk blooms from the yarn and speeds up tirelessly.
And you, my soul, where are you standing,
Surrounded and isolated in the ocean of infinite space,
Constantly thinking, exploring, projecting, looking for places to connect,
Until you build the bridge you need, until you persevere,
Until the hairspring you throw is caught somewhere, my heart!
From the rolling crowd
Whitman (USA)
From the rolling sea of people, a drop of water whispered to me:
"I love you and am going to die soon;
I came all the way just to see you and be close to you.
Because I won't die until I see you,
Because I'm afraid of losing you in the future. "
Now that we meet, we will be safe when we see it.
My love, go back to the sea in peace,
I love, I am also a part of the ocean, and we are not far apart.
Look, the great universe, the connection of all things, how perfect!
Just for me, for you, this irresistible sea,
Separated us,
It only takes an hour to separate us, but we can't be separated forever.
Don't worry.-Wait a minute.-You know I salute the air, the sea and the earth.
Every day at sunset, for you, dear.
Song of self (Song of self)
The eagle passed by me and scolded me.
He blames me for talking,
It's my fault to keep it
I'm not docile at all,
I am also untranslatable,
I gave a rude cry on the roof of the world.
The last sunshine of the day is reserved for me,
It left my shadow behind other shadows, just like other shadows,
Leave me in the dark wilderness,
It lures me to smoke and dusk.
I left like air,
I shook my head and looked at the escaping sun.
A few locks of white hair,
I melt my body in a whirlpool,
Let it float in a lace-like crack.
I gave myself to the dirt,
Let it grow on my beloved grass,
If you still need me,
Please find me under your boots.
You won't know who I really am,
What do I mean,
But I'm telling you,
Still good for your health,
It will also filter and enrich your blood.
If you can't find me for a while,
Please don't lose heart,
If you can't find a place, look elsewhere.
I always wait for you somewhere.