I built an artificial monument for myself,
On the way there, the grass stopped growing.
It held its unyielding head high.
Standing on the memorial pillar of Alexandria.
No, I won't die completely-my soul is in the poems left behind,
Will live longer than my ashes and will not rot-
I will be immortal forever until there is only one poet left.
Living in this moonlight world.
My fame will spread throughout the great Russia,
All its languages now say my name,
Whether they are descendants of proud Slavs or Finns,
Even now, it is still a savage Tunguska, and it is on the grassland.
My friend kalmyk.
So I can always love the people,
Because I use poetry to arouse people's goodwill,
In my cruel days, I sang the praises of freedom,
Pray for forgiveness and sympathy for those who have fallen.
Oh, Muse, listen to God's will,
Don't be afraid of insults and don't want to be crowned.
Praise and slander are calmly tolerated,
There is no need to argue with a fool for nothing.
- 1836
This poem was written by Pushkin/Kloc-0 in Shidao, Petersburg on August 2 1836, only more than half a year after he died in a duel. In this poem, he wrote down his lofty aspirations and mission, made a final summary of his life's poetry creation, and predicted that his name would never be forgotten. He said that his monument could not be built manually, and it would stand on the Tsar Alexander memorial column built in the Winter Palace Square in Petersburg in 1832. However, after Pushkin's death, this poem could not be published according to the original text, but was revised by the poet zhukovsky. For example, the "Alexander Memorial Column" was changed to "Napoleon Memorial Column", and "I praise freedom in this cruel age" was changed to "because the vivid beauty of my poems is beneficial to the people", thus belittling the revolutionary fighting spirit of Pushkin's original poems.