Chengnei [France]
Fanny, the moment of death approaches me, and I feel its breath.
You know, seeing you talk, blushing, smiling,
How many sacred hearts I wish to fly to the sky,
You have been full of charm, simplicity and innocence since you were a child.
Your cuteness makes you more beautiful.
In your voice and smile, there is the nobility of your soul.
More youthful vitality of the moon,
How pure your pink cheeks are, how charming you are, your eyes, your lips and your words are full of honey.
Even a saint can't resist your charm.
Ah! Let your grace, beauty and victory.
All the honors and glories belong to me alone,
Let me be the only one in your heart and eyes!
When you are far away from me, let my shadow never leave your heart.
Just like when you were away.
Your amiable and lovely face will always accompany my whereabouts!
I thought: You are in my heart. Everyone says you are so beautiful!
Your eyes, your gait, your clothes,
Your voice, your words, whatever I want them to be
Ah, daydreaming girl, you are sitting on the lawn,
Overlooking the vast Ye Ping and the winding Seine River,
Eyes and thoughts are as tortuous as the Seine.
My heart is printed with your beautiful image, wandering in this forest,
Like a sad little peacock,
Pierced by a lead bullet, but still striding forward,
Run away with this fatal wound,
It lies by the clear water,
Panting, whining incoherently, waiting to die.
(translated by Gray)
When a person comes to the end of his life, the past will surely flash before his eyes like a movie. In that distant years, in that passing time, the love that may have brought him sweetness, pain, trouble and joy will be clearer than any other lens. This love, unforgettable, unforgettable, may accompany him to walk the last journey of life calmly, or it may send out the last flash in the fading candlelight, and it will be fixed in his mind with the end of life. Cheney's Love is such an unforgettable scene for readers.
Andre Cheyne (1762— 1794) was the most famous lyric poet in France in the 18th century. Mother is very cultured. Chenuet grew up in his mother's love and culture and laid a deep cultural foundation. Therefore, when he was fourteen years old, he began to translate the lyrics of Anacreon and Sappho. The Art of Love is his earliest poem. He wrote many lyric poems in succession, but published few. His life is short. He was arrested and imprisoned for his moderate political attitude and writing articles attacking jacobins leader robespierre. Was finally pushed to the guillotine. In prison, he never stopped writing and wrote a lot of colorful poems. However, many of his works were not collected, sorted out and published until long after his death. This song "Love" was born in prison.
Judging from the content, this poem was written by the author to an extremely close girlfriend in childhood. Emotionally, this poem is permeated with the poet's love for his girlfriend. Stylistically, the poet shows endless sorrow for his short life.
The poem is divided into five sections. The poet begins with memories of his childhood girlfriend and ends with a description of the prison in front of him. The contrast is so strong that it adds to the tragic atmosphere of the work. "Fanny, the moment of death forced me. I felt its breath." After reading the first line, a man holds the iron fence and looks into the distance, and the scene of saying goodbye to his sweetheart emerges. At this moment, he not only felt that "death" had "approached" him, but even "felt its breath". At the last moment of my life, all the past events seemed indifferent, except my childhood girlfriend's charm, simplicity and innocence, her likability, her beauty, her voice and smile, her pure cheeks, her eyes, lips and lips flashed before my eyes. Seeing her, the poet "how many sacred wishes fly to heaven". Because her "charm is really charming" and her "words are full of sweetness". After describing his girlfriend in detail in a lot of beautiful language, the poet stirred up the wings of fantasy in the last two sections and pinned all his desire for his girlfriend on the imagination of that day. He longed for "I alone" to have the "glory and brilliance" of his girlfriend. He hopes that "I am the only one" will occupy his girlfriend's "thoughts and eyes". He fantasized about "my figure" and "never leaving" his girlfriend's heart. He longed for his girlfriend's "amiable and lovely face to accompany my whereabouts forever". If the technique used in the front is a flashback of the distant view, then the poet uses a close-up technique. He fills his pen and ink with imagination, and describes his girlfriend's eyes, gait, clothes, voice and words to the fullest, leaving behind thoughts that are "as tortuous as the Seine". By the fifth quarter, both rhythm and style have changed obviously. Its performance is that the rhythm is accelerated and the style becomes melancholy and sad. The author seems to have suddenly awakened from reverie and returned to the harsh real life. Because death is approaching, he is just like a wounded peacock, "panting and whining incoherently, waiting for death."
Perhaps it is the result of being influenced by ancient Greek culture since childhood. Shane's poems are simple and sincere. Write love deeply and hate deeply. In this poem, the author combines childhood memories with realistic descriptions and interweaves fantasy, imagination and reality, thus expanding the coverage of the poem, enhancing the three-dimensional sense of the poem, and making the artistic effect of the poem stronger and more memorable.