On Pushkin's Poetry

1, in memory of you

In order to miss you, I give everything:

Song of the spiritual harp,

The tears of the sad girl,

My jealous heart is shaking.

And Ming Che's emotional beauty,

And glory, the darkness of exile,

Revenge thoughts and pain.

A turbulent dream rises in my heart.

When I hug you tightly

When I hug tightly

Your slim figure,

Excited to tell you

Tender words of love,

But you are silent, from my arms

Break free from the soft body.

Dear friend, you are very kind to me.

Respond with a smile of distrust;

Sad rumors of ingratitude,

You can't forget it,

You listen to me coldly,

Neither tempted nor concerned. ...

I curse my youth.

Those nasty pranks:

In the quiet garden at night

How many times have you been together?

I curse flirtatious whispers,

Poems between the lines,

The attachment of credulous girls,

Their tears, belated bitterness.

3. Winter morning

Cold and sunshine; How sunny the weather is!

My beautiful friend, you are still dreaming;

Beauty, it's time to get up, wake up!

Let go of your happy eyes,

You become the morning star in the north,

Show up next to Leona.

Remember, last night, the wind suddenly began to snow,

Go crazy everywhere in the dark sky;

The moon is like a pale spot,

Yellow cold light is transmitted from the clouds,

You also sit sadly,

But now ... look out the window:

Under the blue sky,

Snow is shining with bright red sunshine,

Like a gorgeous carpet;

Only the transparent Woods are as dark as usual,

Fir trees glow green in frost,

The river glistened under the ice.

The house is full of amber.

By the fire,

There is a crackling song.

How comfortable, daydreaming on the warm kang.

But you know, it's time to give an order.

Running in a chestnut mare sleigh?

Skiing across the vast snowfield in the morning,

Good friend, let's go by horse.

Driving a leisurely horse,

In order to visit the vacant fields,

Visiting the dense forest not long ago,

And the river.

I went again.

This corner of the earth, I'm here,

Unconsciously exiled for two years.

It's been ten years, and since then,

My life has changed a lot,

I follow the laws of the universe myself,

It's changed, too, but here,

The past surrounds me vividly,

As if, yesterday, I walked in.

In this forest.

Look at this cabin that has fallen out of favor,

I used to live here with my poor nurse.

The old lady next door left,

I can't hear her heavy footsteps anymore,

I will never get her careful supervision again.

Look at this lush hill, this mountain,

I used to sit and watch the lake.

My heart is full of endless sadness,

Remember other shores, other waves. ...

Between the golden fields and the green pastures,

The broad lake is shining with blue light;

Fishermen row boats on the quiet lake.

Dragging an old net behind him.

On both sides of the sloping lake bank,

Scattered with small villages,

The mill leans against the wind behind the village.

Hold your wings tight. ...

Among the ancestors

On the demarcated boundary, there,

One road was washed away by the rain.

To the mountain, three pine trees.

Standing there, a tree is farther away,

The other two trees snuggled together in a friendly way.

Here, when I'm on a moonlit night

Riding past this tree,

Trees make familiar sounds,

Give me warm greetings.

Driving the same way,

I see these trees again.

They still keep their original posture,

Their voices are still familiar,

But at the root of their aging,

There was nothing there before,

Now pieces of small trees,

This green family; Under the tree,

It is a shrub crowded together like a child.

And their lonely companions,

But standing in the distance in dismay,

Like an old widower, wandering around,

Still nothing.

Hello,

Young, strange family!

I will never see you grow up again,

When you pass my acquaintances,

On their aging heads,

That passers-by can't see their faces.

But let my grandson listen to your greetings,

When he came home after a friendly conversation,

Full of happy thoughts,

Passing you by in the dark.

Think back to my ancestors.

5. Winter night

The storm blew a whirlwind with snow and covered the sky like smoke;

One moment it growls like a wild animal, and the other moment it mourns like a baby.

After a while, it suddenly scraped the dilapidated roof of the New Year, making the straw rustle.

Then, like a late passenger, he knocked on our doors and windows.

Our shabby hut is dark and desolate.

My old mother, why are you leaning against the window silently?

My friend, are you the roar of the storm that makes you sleepy, or the noise of your own spindle,

Put you to sleep. Let's drink a toast, my unfortunate young friend.

Let's drown our sorrows in wine; Where are the wine glasses? In this way, happiness will immediately come to mind.

Sing me a song about how tits live peacefully at sea;

Sing me a song about a girl who goes to fetch water from a well in the morning.

The storm rolled up a whirlwind with snow and covered the sky like smoke;

One moment it growls like a wild animal, and the other moment it is sad like a baby.

Let's drink together, my unfortunate young friend,

Let's drown our sorrows in wine; Where are the wine glasses? In this way, happiness will immediately come to mind.

6, pink glow,

Hanging in the east.

The village across the river,

The light has gone out.

On the flowers and plants in the field,

Dewdrops glistened.

On this gentle grass,

Cattle and sheep running in flocks.

The mist is boundless,

Drift straight into the clouds.

These geese line up,

Run to the grass,

Run to the pasture.

7. "tatiana's Letter to onegin"

I'm writing to you-isn't that enough?

What else can I say to you?

I know you're in charge now.

You can punish me with contempt.

But if you're not satisfied with me,

With a little pity,

You will never leave me.

At first I won't say anything:

Please believe: if I still have hope.

Even if I can see you once a week,

I would never be so honest with each other,

Even if such opportunities are rare,

As long as I see you in the village,

As long as I can hear your voice,

I'd like to talk to you,

And then I thought, just one thing,

Waiting day and night to meet again.

But I heard that you don't like making friends,

I always feel lonely in remote rural areas.

And we ... don't stand out,

Like you.-that's sincere.

Why did you come to see us?

Otherwise, in this remote country.

I'll never know you,

I won't taste the pain of this heart.

Since I was born, my whole life

Just to meet you;

I know, God gave you to me,

You will protect me for life. ...

I recognized you at a glance,

My whole body is numb and I feel very hot.

I secretly said; That's the man!

Come and dispel my doubts.

Maybe all this is nothing,

This is just a deception of naive minds!

But destiny takes a hand is another future. ...

The letter is almost finished! I dare not watch any more. ...

Shyness made me stop breathing ...

But your personality reassured me,

I boldly entrusted myself to it. ...