At my window,
There is a birch tree,
As if covered with silver frost,
Put a snowflake on it.
Furry branches,
The lace of snow embroidery is very chic.
Strings of flowers are in full bloom,
White tassels are picturesque.
In the dim silence,
Yuli this birch tree,
In the flashing golden light,
Shining with brilliant snowflakes.
Birch trees wander around,
Sunset,
It turned to the snowy branches.
Another layer of silver brilliance.
Birch Tree is a lyric poem by the famous Russian poet Ye Saining. Poetry takes birch as the central image and describes its beauty from different angles. Embroidered with snowflakes and snow, Bai Liusu, crystal clear in the morning glow, blooming with silver frost, is graceful and full of noble beauty. The birch tree in the poem has both color changes and dynamic beauty. Birch tree is so noble and tall, it is a symbol of noble personality. Reading this poem, we can not only feel the beauty of the artistic conception of the poem, but also strongly feel the poet's love for hometown and nature.
Deciduous forefinger
I picked up a fallen leaf.
Look at it thoughtfully.
The wrinkles on the dead leaves are deep.
The lines on my back are like blue veins.
There are no gold and brilliant colors.
Just a gray face in Zhang Qing.
It used to be so plump and bright.
The dark green leaves are shining with hope.
This storm has its heated debates.
This kind of mask is comfortable and cool in the hot sun.
Now, driven by the cold current of fate,
Like an old busker.
Curled up in the street
Trembling bass singing
A dead leaf that no one understands.
It turned out that my heart was lost.
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pear
Hilda Doolittle
Silver dust and fog
Rise from the ground
I can't reach it.
You have risen so high.
Oh, silver
I can't reach it.
You bloom to us.
There are no other flowers to bloom.
Such strong pure white petals
No other flower can get such rare silver.
And then separate out the silver.
Oh, white pears
You flower clusters
Bloom in the branches
Use your purple heart medal
Bring summer and ripe fruit.
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lotus
A faint scent, a faint affection
A trace of elegance
A faint lotus flower
Love your lightness and your elegance.
People who love you are not stained with mud.
Pick flowers and put them in front of the pool.
The faint fragrance attracts butterflies.
"Xiao-he didn't show sharp corners.
Dragonflies have been standing at the top. "
Pray for this poem and praise this lotus.
There is nothing better than Dimfragrance.
Come quietly.
Walk quietly
The wind takes away your drunkenness.
Rain is falling on you.
Wind and rain are your companions.
You are an angel in my dream.
Your purity, your serenity.
I'm drunk.
I'm fascinated.
oh
the Dutch ...
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Silent banana
Banana, why are you standing at my window silently? The branches and leaves are covered with withered air. You used to be different. In the atrium of Li Qingzhao and the courtyard of Cao Xueqin, you are relaxed. Near dusk, the green wax shone like a splash, and the wind and rain began to beat the bamboo fence. Who will accompany me to the wine fever? The silent banana wants to talk. Please treat me as a friend. Please take me as your opponent and break the Feuerbach-style silence in this stormy country night. Lonely banana, my friend, you finally spoke. While listening, you slowly said that the light was flashing, thinking that bananas made me warm the cold wine and pour it for you through the window. Loneliness that keeps talking is not life.
The tree by the window.
Frost (USA 1874—— 1963)
The tree by my window, the tree by my window,
When night falls, I close the window;
But don't draw the curtains,
So as not to separate you from me.
You are a hazy dream shadow rising on the ground,
You are as erratic as a cloud,
Everything you preach loudly with your light tongue,
Not everything makes sense.
But tree, I saw the wind shaking you.
If you catch a glimpse of me sleeping in this room,
You'll see that I'm being stirred violently,
Almost swept by the storm.
The fate of that day is due to its playfulness,
Linking the two of us together:
You are influenced by the external climate,
And I am the inner wind and rain.
B:
There are thousands of elegant pendants,
It's romantic before and after the flowers.
East, west, north and south winds,
Even if it's wobbly.
-willow branches sway with the wind, but they will never leave their mothers. This metaphor means that a person is easy-going but can stick to the principle of being a man.
Flowers:
Beautiful face, no self-praise,
Make a contribution to the world.
Live a quiet life,
Blend into the soil and fill the earth.
-beautiful flowers, but selfless for people to appreciate, silently, without saying a word, and finally fell to the ground, as fertilizer to nourish the growth of other plants. What a noble character!
Puccinellia tenuiflora
Look at the old eaves.
Puccinellia tenuiflora
Its little leaves
Its faint little flower
But in the most prestigious places,
Puccinellia tenuiflora
The breeze is blowing gently.
Fly together
Is the most unique star.
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To the oak tree.
If I love you-
Never liked climbing Campbell flowers.
Show off yourself with your tall branches;
If I love you-
Never imitate spoony birds.
Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;
It's not just like a fountain.
Send cool comfort all year round;
It's not just a dangerous mountain peak.
Increase height and set off dignity.
Even during the day.
Even spring rain.
No, these are not enough!
I must be a kapok beside you,
Standing with you as the image of a tree.
Roots, clenched in the ground
Leaves, touching in the clouds.
Every gust of wind blows
We all greet each other,
But no one
Understand what we said.
You have your copper branches and iron stems.
Like a knife, like a sword,
Like a halberd;
I have my red flowers.
Like a heavy sigh,
Like a heroic torch.
We share cold waves, storms and lightning;
We like mist, flowing mist and rainbow.
As if we were separated forever,
But they are lifelong dependent.
This is great love,
Loyalty is here:
Love-
Not only love your strong body,
I also love your stand, the land under your feet.
1March 27, 977
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Deciduous forefinger
I picked up a fallen leaf.
Look at it thoughtfully.
The wrinkles on the dead leaves are deep.
The lines on my back are like blue veins.
There are no gold and brilliant colors.
Just a gray face in Zhang Qing.
It used to be so plump and bright.
The dark green leaves are shining with hope.
This storm has its heated debates.
This kind of mask is comfortable and cool in the hot sun.
Now, driven by the cold current of fate,
Like an old busker.
Curled up in the street
Trembling bass singing
A dead leaf that no one understands.
It turned out that my heart was lost.
===============================
pear
Hilda Doolittle
Silver dust and fog
Rise from the ground
I can't reach it.
You have risen so high.
Oh, silver
I can't reach it.
You bloom to us.
There are no other flowers to bloom.
Such strong pure white petals
No other flower can get such rare silver.
And then separate out the silver.
Oh, white pears
You flower clusters
Bloom in the branches
Use your purple heart medal
Bring summer and ripe fruit.
==========================
lotus
A faint scent, a faint affection
A trace of elegance
A faint lotus flower
Love your lightness and your elegance.
People who love you are not stained with mud.
Pick flowers and put them in front of the pool.
The faint fragrance attracts butterflies.
"Xiao-he didn't show sharp corners.
Dragonflies have been standing at the top. "
Pray for this poem and praise this lotus.
There is nothing better than Dimfragrance.
Come quietly.
Walk quietly
The wind takes away your drunkenness.
Rain is falling on you.
Wind and rain are your companions.
You are an angel in my dream.
Your purity, your serenity.
I'm drunk.
I'm fascinated.
oh
the Dutch ...