A Beautiful English Poetry for Middle School Students: A Song for Celia
To Celia.
Ben Jonson
Ben Jonson
Just drink to me with your eyes,
You only use your eyes and cups.
I will swear by my oath;
I came back with tenderness.
Or leave a kiss, but in the cup,
Or leave your kiss by the cup.
I'm not looking for wine either.
My heart will no longer thirst for honey in the cup.
Desire rising from the depths of the soul
The longing of the soul is rippling.
Please drink a sacred glass of wine;
Longing for your fairy wine
But if I can drink Jupiter's nectar,
Even if the gods let me drink his nectar,
I won't change for you.
I don't want to give up the cup you kissed.
I sent you a rose ring,
I once gave you a rose ring.
I don't have that much respect for you
Not to please you.
Give it a hope.
May this wreath be worn on your head.
It will not wither.
Never fade.
But you only breathe on it,
As long as your breath stays on it
And send it back to me:
Then return the roses.
I swear, when it grows up and matures,
When it is in full bloom, it makes me smell,
Not itself, but you.
Not your own flowers, but you.
English Poetry of Beautiful Middle School Students: Accidental
once in a while
Xu zhimo
Xu zhimo
Become a cloud in the sky
I am a cloud in the sky,
I cast my shadow on your heart lake.
Occasionally projected in your heart.
You don't have to doubt.
You shouldn't be surprised,
And you shouldn't cheer-
Not to mention being lucky.
In an instant, I will disappear.
It disappeared in an instant.
We met in the dark sea.
You and I met in the dark sea,
We are heading in different directions.
You have yours, I have mine, direction;
It's good that you remember.
You remember it well,
But you'd better forget the luster.
You'd better forget,
We have always loved each other.
The light that shines on each other at this intersection.
Beautiful English Poems for Middle School Students: When You Are Old
when you are old
William Butler Yeats
William Butler Yeats
When you are old, gray-haired and sleepy,
When you are old, gray-haired and sleepy,
Take a nap by the fire, take down this book,
Take a nap by the fire, please write down this poem.
Reading slowly, dreaming of the gentle eyes.
Read slowly and recall the tenderness in your eyes.
Your eyes were once, and their shadows were deep;
Recall the heavy shadows of their past;
How many people love your happy and elegant moments,
How many people love you when you are elegant and happy,
Loving your beauty with true or false love,
Worship your beauty, whether out of hypocrisy or sincerity,
But there is one person who loves your pilgrim soul,
Only one person loves your loyal soul,
Love the sadness on your aging face;
Love the painful wrinkles on your old face.
Bend down by the glowing fireplace,
Bend down by the red flame,
Whispering a little sadly, how love dies.
Whispering sadly, why does love die,
Pacing on the mountains overhead
He paced slowly on the mountain overhead,
Hide his face among the stars.
Bury your face in the stars.
Beautiful Middle School English Poetry: Merchant's Wife: A Letter
Song of Chang Gan
li po
Lipper
When my hair was still straight across my forehead, I was playing near the front door, pulling flowers.
My hair barely covers my forehead. I am picking flowers and paying by my door.
You stepped on a bamboo pole and played with a horse. You walked around my seat, playing with blue plums.
When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood.
We continue to live in Chokan village: two * * * all people, without dislike or doubt.
Living together for thousands of miles, we are both young and happy.
When I was fourteen, I married my master, you. I never laugh because I am shy.
When I was fourteen, I became your wife, and I was too shy to laugh.
I looked down at the wall. Called a thousand times, I never look back.
I bowed my head and went to the dark corner, unwilling to pay attention to your thousands of calls.
At the age of fifteen, I no longer frown. I long for my dust to mix with you.
But at the age of fifteen, I raised my eyebrows and laughed, knowing that no dust can seal our love.
Forever, ever, ever. Why did I climb the observation deck?
Even to death, I will wait for you in my post, and I will not lose heart in the silent watchtower.
/kloc-when you were 0/6 years old, you left, and you went to the distant Ku to the yen, from the vortex of the river.
Then, when I was sixteen, you left, Qutang Lingdui.
You have been away for five months. The monkey made a sad sound overhead.
Then in the fifth month, I couldn't help it anymore. The ape shouted in the sky.
You are dragging your feet when you go out.
The old track in front of the door is covered with green moss.
Now we are at the door, and the moss grows. Different mosses grow too deep to be removed!
Hiding under the moss is too deep to sweep away, and the first autumn wind adds leaves.
Leaves fall early with the wind this autumn. Pairs of butterflies have turned yellow with August,
Yellow butterflies in August, hovering in the grass of our West Garden in pairs.
Across the grass in the West Garden; They hurt me. I'm getting old.
Because of all this, my heart is broken, and I am worried that my bright cheeks will fade.
Please let me know in advance if you want to cross the narrow channel of the Yangtze River.
Oh, finally, when you come back through three Pa areas, send me a message home in advance! .
I will pick you up in Zhaofusa.
I'll pick you up, and I won't mind the distance, all the way to Sha Changfeng.