On a snowy night, stop at the edge of the forest
Robert Frost
I think I know whose forest this is.
Although his house is in the village;
He won't see me parked here.
Watching his Woods covered with snow.
I know who the forest belongs to,
His family lives in that village;
Ann could have expected me to come here,
Look at the snow-covered jungle.
My pony must feel very strange.
Stop when there is no farmhouse nearby.
Between the Woods and the ice lake
The darkest night of the year.
Pony is suspicious,
Why are you stopping here?
There are no farmhouses in the forest of Binghu Lake.
It's dark again on a snowy night.
He rang his harness bell.
Ask if there is any mistake.
The only other sound is the sweeping sound.
The breeze is gentle and the snow is falling.
The horse shook the halter,
Preview the owner's lost way.
I only smell the breeze,
Goose feathers and heavy snow are falling.
The forest is lovely, dark and deep.
But I have to keep my promise,
I still have a long way to go before I fall asleep,
I still have a long way to go before I fall asleep.
The night forest is deep and lovely,
It's hard not to keep your promise for a long time
Still have to hurry to find a store while it is still early.
Travel far before you check in.
Unselected road
Robert Frost
In a yellow forest, there are two forks.
Unfortunately, I can only choose one of them. I'm sorry I can't go both.
I am an independent traveler, and I have stood there for a long time. As a traveler, I have stood there for a long time.
I try my best to see the end of the road and try my best to look down.
But everything is hidden deep in the jungle. It bends in the bushes;
Finally, I decided to choose another road, and then took another road, which was only fair.
I think it's more worthwhile, maybe there's a better way to say it,
Because this grass, no one has stepped on it, because it is full of grass and wants to wear it;
If there were people in the past, the road conditions were similar. Wearing them is really the same, though, after that.
That morning, both roads were covered with dead leaves, and that morning, both of them lay equally.
No traces of trampling: there are no black footprints on the leaves.
Ah, leave the original road, another day! Oh, I saved the first one for the next day!
Knowing that one road leads to another, and knowing how one road leads to another,
I doubt whether I will go back to my original place. I doubt whether I will come back.
Many years later, somewhere, I will tell this story with a sigh.
I will sigh gently and say, somewhere far away:
There are two roads in the yellow forest, and I, there are two roads in the forest, and I-
I chose the lonely one, I chose the lonely one,
How different everything is. This makes everything different.
Witness of Love-Witness of Love
Slight careless words are taken.
Blown into the air by every ordinary wind;
If you accidentally say it, you will die at birth.
Give people hope and fear in an instant:
Breathe all contradictions with the same wind
According to the capriciousness of the mind.
But Billetdoux is a constant witness,
A large number of records to eternity;
Impartial evidence, truth recognition,
Lovers can safely rely on;
They are serious thoughts, digested and solved;
Finally, when words turn into clouds.
Thoughtless and thoughtless remarks,
Loaded with air by every ordinary breath;
By the way, it disappeared as soon as the exit,
An instant gives people hope and fear:
Breathe out all kinds of contradictory hearts in one breath,
Follow the vagaries of the mind.
But love letters are eternal witnesses,
Until the eternal material record;
Fair evidence, which reveals the truth,
Lovers can be attached to it with peace of mind;
They are serious ideas, after careful consideration;
When words disappear outside the cloud, they will continue.
I am the wind.
I am the wind.
I am the swaying wind,
I am the dancing wind
You are a specific land;
You are a quiet land.
I am a lost shadow
On the beach.
I am a shadow through your land.
I am a trembling leaf,
I am a vibrating leaf.
You-an unshakable tree;
You are a quiet tree.
You are an unswerving star,
You are a determined star.
I am the sea.
I am the sea.
You're A Ring of Endless Light,
You're A Ring of Endless Light.
I will die like a torch. ...
I want to go out like a torch.
You are the surge of deep music,
I-but I cried!
You are the wave of deep music.
But I can only cry.
2.
My mistress,
Where are you roaming?
Where are you going, my girl?
My mistress, where are you wandering?
My girl, where are you going?
Stay and listen! Here comes your true love.
Capable of singing high notes and low notes;
Stay, your true love is coming quietly.
Listen! It can sing and sing.
Don't go any further, dear,
Stop wandering, beautiful lover.
The journey ends when lovers meet-
Every wise man's son knows.
Wandering will stop when lovers meet, as every wise man's son knows.
what is love ? This is not after her;
what is love ? If this is not already the case
The joy now has the laughter now;
Be happy and smile.
What will happen next is uncertain:
Those in the future are still unpredictable.
Procrastination won't help,-
There won't be many lies here.
Then kiss me, 20-year-old girl,
Then kiss me! Young beauty!
Youth cannot last.
Youth will be fleeting.
3.
I travel among strangers.
I have wandered in a foreign land overseas.
I travel among strangers,
On overseas land;
I have roamed overseas.
Not really, England! Did I just know then?
Only then did I know that there was a place called England.
How much I love you.
What kind of love can I give you?
In the past, that melancholy dream!
It was just a melancholy dream in the past!
I won't leave your shore either.
I won't run aground on your coast.
The second time; Because I still seem to
Love you more and more
This is not the first time. I seem to love you more and more.
I feel it in your mountains
The happiness I long for;
Between your peaks, I enjoy the pleasure of desire.
My precious she turned her wheel.
By the bonfire in England.
By the English hook fire, I held her in my arms and urged her wheel of desire.
Your morning is revealed and your night is hidden.
The gazebo where Lucy plays;
In the pavilion played by Lou Heezen, your morning was exposed and your night escaped.
You are also the last green field.
Lucy's eyes examined.
And Lucy's eyes are your last green space.
Farewell, sweet grove
Oh, goodbye, lovely grove.
Farewell,
see you again
Sweet grove for you;
Lovely grove
Your mountain, the highest residence,
Goodbye, all humble nobles.
You live on the top of the mountain.
Your wanton streams and lonely rocks,
Swing wantonly and alone.
My dear friends, and you, my gentle sheep!
Your only companion is a gentle sheep.
Farewell, my pipe, and all those sweet songs, their moving melodies.
Goodbye, my flute and all the happy songs, and those touching tensions.
Used to be the most beautiful goddess dancing on the grassland;
The beautiful fairy who was overjoyed danced on the flat ground.
You insatiable people, who are deep and deadly clever,
Your dissatisfaction is the kind of pain that is too deep and calm.
No pity, breaking the truest heart;
Hurt the real heart without mercy
Sighs, tears, and every sad worry,
Used to live with me,
And the happiness of all others.
It used to be accompanied by my sighs, tears and every sad worry.
And all the other fun.
Farewell! Goodbye,
Goodbye! Goodbye!
4.
Beautiful shepherdess:
Beautiful shepherdess
Let the sad yew wreath
Decorate your delicate long blond hair.
Let the purple fir wreath decorate your beautiful curly hair.
I love you and often use my quill pen.
I, the person who loves you, often use this quill pen.
Create music to make fountains, groves and hills happy;
Playing music makes mountain springs, trees and hills happy.
I, the person you love so much, with a sweet and pure hug.
And I, the person you love deeply, was embraced by you sweetly and simply.
(yes, a thousand rare favors) will give grace,
(Yes, there are thousands of precious favors) will give elegance.
I, now must leave you alone, love pain:
I have to leave you now and endure the torture of love.
No more flute playing, no more singing.
Never play my bagpipes or my songs again.
I must leave forever.
I have to leave forever.
So I invite you.
So I want to bless you.
Everyone,
And everyone else.
Goodbye.
See you again.
5.
Moonshine
talk nonsense
Thinking, if you say thinking,
I must be alone: preferably alone.
To love, if it is love,
We have to be together. We must work together.
I think I love you.
When I am alone, I think I really love you.
I miss you more than when we are together, and love is far beyond my thinking.
When we are together.
I can't think. How can I think without loving me?
No love
Or love can't love each other without thinking?
Without thinking.
I love loneliness, so I love loneliness.
Think of us together: meditate when we are together.
I think it's together
I like being alone. And when we are together, I long for loneliness! hope
Hope is a wishful fantasy.
I hope it's the oath I just made.
Hope is my belief when I wake up.
Hope is the wish of the future.
Hope is the brightest star at night.
I hope it's a different blue
Different mornings in the sky
Hope is the new sun that will rise soon.
Hope is the future of your life.
(3)
I love (oh! How I love it! I'm happy to ride it! How happy it is to sail,
On the wave of fierce bubble burst, on the wave of fierce bubble burst,
Whenever the wild waves fall on the moon, the wild waves engulf the moon shadow at this time.
Or play his storm tunes, whistle and play storm songs,
Tell us what the world below is like, tell us what the world under your feet is like,
Why does the southwest wind blow? Why is the southwest wind blowing?
(4)
I have never been on a dreary and tame coast. I never miss the monotonous and tame coast.
But I like the sea more and more, and I am more and more obsessed with the sea.
Back to her billion-dollar bread, like a bird looking for its mother's nest,
Like a bird looking for a nest; Suddenly fly back to the embrace of the waves;
She was and is my mother; To me, she is a loving mother;
Because I was born on the sea! Because I grew up at sea!
Brian W. proctor, 1787- 1874
Jingle bells, jingle bells
3. My heart is beating.
When I saw it, my heart was pounding
Rainbow in the sky:
It was the same when my life began;
So now I am a man;
So when I get older,
Or let me die!
Children are men's fathers;
I hope my days.
Natural piety ties everyone together.
4. Never forget small things.
Meidochan and the little boy
Everyone wants to be honest.
Just learn the following rules.
You will see a bright future.
A small letter represents an idea.
A small idea makes a book.
Water drops converge into a trickle.
A trickle makes a lake.
A few seconds equals a few minutes.
A few minutes equals an hour.
Small seeds make a tree.
Grow into beautiful flowers
Children's songs:
1. Good, better, best,
Never let it rest.
Until it gets better,
The better the better.
Good, better, best,
In order to make them run,
Let the good change,
The better the better.
2. Work at work,
Play while playing,
That's it,
Work and be happy.
Work hard,
Have fun,
Entertainment work
Happy, happy.
3. If the whole world were paper,
The whole sea is full of ink,
If all the trees are bread and cheese,
What should we drink?
If the world were a piece of paper,
If the ocean is ink,
If trees are bread,
What can I drink?
The rooster crows in the morning,
Let's stand up,
A person who lies late
Never wise;
In order to go to bed early,
Get up early,
Is the way to keep healthy.
Rich and smart.
Rooster to announce the dawn,
Urge people to get up early;
Who wants to sleep in,
The brain is not enlightened;
Early to bed and early to rise,
Have a good body,
Get up early and go to bed early,
Smart and wise.
1. Life
Langston Hughes
Life can be beautiful,
Life may be terrible,
Life is mostly pleasant,
But sometimes it hurts.
Life can be a dream,
Life can be a great thought;
Life can refer to a person,
Sitting in court.
Life may be dirty,
Life can even be painful;
But life is your own creation,
So try to make it beautiful.
on one's pins
Author: langston hughes
Life may be happy,
Life may be sad,
Life is often full of joy,
But sometimes it's frustrating.
Life may be a dream,
Life may be that crystallization of wisdom;
Life can also change a person.
Take it to the defendant's court
Life may be ugly,
Life may even be painful;
But life is your own creation,
So try to create happiness.
2. A question
Some people live in the country.
The house there is very small.
Some people live in cities.
The houses there are very high.
But in countries with small houses,
The garden is very big.
In a city with high houses.
There is no garden at all.
Where do you live?
3. Bell
Little bell,
Very warm,
The guests are here,
Dingling Dingling,
Smile at them and say
"Welcome! Welcome! "
Menling
Xiaomenling,
Very enthusiastic,
The guests are here,
Ding ling, ding ling,
Smile and say to the guests:
Welcome, welcome
4. English poetry
William blake/william blake
To see a world in a grain of sand,
A paradise in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
Eternity will melt in an hour.
To see a world in a grain of sand,
To see a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in your hand,
Eternity will melt in an hour.
Step 5 rain
It's raining everywhere,
It landed in fields and trees.
The rain hits the umbrella here,
On a ship at sea.
Rare ... L. Stresen
rain
Drizzle is flying around the world,
The rain in the fields and Woods is oblique.
Knock on my umbrella,
Hazy covered the boat.
6. Who has ever seen the face of the wind?
Who has ever seen the face of the wind?
I'm neither you nor you.
But when the leaves hang trembling,
The wind is passing through.
Who has ever seen the face of the wind?
Neither you nor I am.
But when the trees bow their heads,
The wind is passing.
7. Who has ever seen the face of the wind?
Roberto Rosetti
Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I have seen it.
But when the leaves tremble,
Look, it's crossing.
Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I have seen it.
But when the trees bow their heads,
See is blowing.
8.
I went to see the sea,
I went to see the sea,
But I see some bees in the tree.
But I see many bees in the tree.
Although this is not a professional level,
But it's simple. It rhymes.
9. The home you built is made of love.
A house built with love
The home you built is made of love,
Hope and happiness, hard gravel and tears,
All the power of a heart can move,
Now ready to hug us for many years.
Know that we appreciate this gift.
You gave us work day and night.
Although storms and difficulties float over our heads,
Everything is good and right under this roof.
10. After you leave, I will become a tree.
When Iraqis left, I became a tree.
After you leave, I will become a tree.
Alone on the hillside, loving the wind and the sun,
Waiting for you to come back to me
Although centuries of lonely stars may run.
I will grow very tall and have a lot of shade.
Shelter birds and other bright things.
Satisfied with my progress,
I will spread my leafy branches like wings.
But oh! all the time
I will miss you with the passion of the wind,
Stare at the front endlessly
Without you, the wind must be empty, empty