-Pushkin
Goodbye, free element!
Your blue waves are in front of me.
For the last time,
Your arrogant beauty shines.
Like a friend's sad complaint,
Just like his voice when he broke up,
Your melancholy voice, your urgent call,
Hovering in my ear for the last time.
The place my heart yearns for!
How many times have I walked across your shore,
I meditate quietly alone, wandering,
I am full of sorrow for my long-cherished wish!
How much I love you,
That deep tone, the sound of the abyss,
And your loneliness at dusk,
And your unpredictable passion.
The docile sails of fishermen,
Everything is protected by your will,
Bravely pass over your peak,
When you are angry and uncontrollable,
How many fishing boats will sink.
Oh, how can I put it aside?
Your lonely and still coast,
I bless you with joy:
May my poetry roll forward.
Through your peaks and valleys!
You expect, you call-but I am bound;
My inner struggle is also futile;
Attracted by this intense passion,
I have to stay on your shore. ...
What are you sorry for? Where am I now?
Passionate yearning, carefree road?
There is a place in your vastness.
Can wake up my sleeping heart.
Cliffs and glorious graves ...
There, there are many precious thoughts.
Immersed in an infinitely bleak dream;
That's where Napoleon was buried.
He rested in the misery there.
Right behind him, another genius,
Fly away from us like rolling thunder,
Another master of our thoughts.
He's dead, he can cry freely,
He left his laurel to the world.
Surge and rush, set off a storm:
O sea, he praised you before he died!
Your image is reflected in him,
Your spirit is condensed on him,
Like you, majestic, melancholy, profound,
Just like you, tenacious and tenacious.
O sea, the world is empty. ...
Where are you taking me now?
The world is full of the same fate:
Where there is happiness, there are people who have happiness.
Either an education or a tyrant.
Goodbye, sea! Your majesty,
I will remember it deeply;
Your whisper at dusk,
I will listen for a long time.
Your image fills my heart,
To the jungle and the quiet wilderness,
I'll take your rock, your harbor,
Your voice, your Shui Ying wave.