English poems suitable for girls to recite 1
The day has passed in john keats, john keats, and all its sweetness has disappeared!
That day came and all the good things were lost.
One day passed and all the sweets were gone!
Sweet voice, sweet lips, soft hands, soft breasts,
Warm breath, soft voice, gentle semitone,
Bright eyes, chiseled figure, slender waist!
That day came and all the sweetness was lost!
Sweet voice, sweet lips, crisp breasts, slender fingers,
Warm breath, soft bass, whispering,
Bright eyes, graceful posture and soft waist!
Withered the flower and all its budding charm,
The beautiful sight faded from my eyes,
Fade the beautiful outline from my arms,
Fading sound, warmth, whiteness, heaven-
Withered, the charm of all flowers blooming,
Withered, the beauty I saw with my own eyes,
Withered, my beautiful body in my arms,
Faded, soft, warm, pure, happy-
Disappeared untimely on the eve,
When dusk holidays or sacred nights
The fragrant curtain of love began to weave.
Dark latitude is thick, hidden happiness;
All this vanished untimely at dusk,
When dusk, holiday dusk, the night of love.
Began to weave dim warp and weft carefully.
So as to cover the hidden joy with fragrant curtains;
But, as the love story I read today,
He will let me sleep because I am fasting and praying.
But I finished reading all the love books today.
When he sees me fasting and praying, he will let me sleep.
English poems suitable for girls to recite II.
When we broke up, when we broke up.
When the two of us break up and say goodbye to the past.
In silence and tears, tears are silent;
Half-heartbroken, hate liver and heartbroken,
Be an official for many years, don't say goodbye for a few years.
Your cheeks turn pale, and your cold cheeks are startled.
Your kiss is colder, and a kiss increases the cold;
Really, the moment of prophecy will be sad in the future.
That's the end of sorrow! This moment has been predicted.
The dew in the morning is cold dew,
Suck my eyebrows, freeze your eyebrows-
It felt like a warning at the time:
How I feel now. Sadness is today.
Your cows are all broken. Where is Mengshan now?
Your reputation alone; How contemptible your name is!
I heard your name mentioned, I heard your name passed down,
Share its shame. Shame on people.
They mentioned you in front of me, and I heard that you have a bad reputation.
The death knell that rings for me; Like listening to the death knell.
I shudder and wonder-
Why are you so cute? The past is too strong.
You don't know I know you, you know the old days,
Who knows too much: Sri Lankans know too much.
I will regret for you for a long time and hold a grudge,
It's too deep to say. Don't say anything
We met in secret-I used to like trysts,
In silence, I am sad and hate today's silence.
Your heart can forget forging, you have forgotten the old feeling,
Your soul is cheating. Infatuation meets misfortune.
If I meet you after years of separation,
After many years, we still meet again.
How can I greet you? What do you mean by meeting?
With silence and tears. Tears are silent.
English poems suitable for girls to recite 3
How do I love you? How much I love you.
How do I love you? Let me count it carefully.
How do I love you? Let me count them one by one.
I love you beyond measure.
I love you as much as I can
My soul can touch it, when I feel invisible.
Depth, width and height-as I am exploring.
For the purpose of existence and ideal elegance.
The Existence and Deep Grace of God in Xuan Ming.
I love you to the level of everyday.
I love you just like under the sunshine and candlelight.
The quietest demand, under the sunshine and candlelight.
Then you don't have to say it every day Without thinking, I
I love you freely, just as people fight for their rights.
Love you like a man fighting for justice;
I love you purely, just as they avoid praise.
I love you purely, as they bow their heads before praise.
I love you with my passion.
With enthusiasm, it is like the bitterness of the past;
In my past grief, with my childhood beliefs.
I love you with my childhood beliefs; I love you
I love you with a love that seems to have been lost.
I love you like that saint who seems to disappear with me.
With my dead saint. I love you with my breath,
And faded love. I love you all my life.
Smiles and tears of my life; If God wills,
Breath, smile and tears-if it's God's.
I will love you more after I die.
It means, then, I will love you more when I die!
Elizabeth Barrett Browning