1, if life deceives you.
If life deceives you, don't be depressed or angry! Restrain yourself when you are unhappy, believe it, and a happy day will come. Our hearts look forward to the future, and today is always sad: everything is temporary and fleeting, and the lost will become lovely.
2. Autumn morning.
A sound wave, the bleak autumn sound of the field filled my lonely and quiet bedroom; The scene I saw in my last dream has flown away with the beautiful image of my lover. The night in the sky has gone, the dawn has risen, and the faint day has passed by. My surroundings are desolate and sad. She went to the seaside. She often stays there on sunny nights. By the river, on the green grass, I can't find the footprints left by her beautiful feet.
I wandered in the depths of the forest, thinking and reciting my most famous name; I called to her-the echo of the desolate and empty valley also called to her, disappeared in the distance, and I walked to the river, full of fantasy; The clear river flows slowly, and the waves no longer flash her unforgettable image. Before the sweet spring came, she had already left, and I bid farewell to happiness and my lover.
Autumn stripped the tops of birch and bodhi trees with its cold hands. It cries among the dead branches of the forest where leaves are flying day and night. The cold fog locked the cold wave, and the roar of autumn wind came from time to time. Fields, hills and familiar forests! You guard the sacred silence and see my sadness and joy with your own eyes. I will forget you until spring comes!
3. Reason and love.
Young Dennis is chasing Dorita, stop! Beauty, stop! He called her and you said: I love, I won't chase you, I swear to you in the name of Venus! Reason says: don't be quiet, don't be quiet! Cunning love teaches them: you call my heart! You called my heart a shepherd again, and their hearts ignited the flame of love, so Dennis knelt at the feet of the beauty, and Dorita lowered her warm eyes. Run! Run! Reason repeated to her, "Stay!" !
Cunning Cupid told me. She stayed. The shepherd boy trembled slightly and held her hand happily. He said: look, there are a pair of pigeons under the bodhi tree: embrace together! Run! Run! Reason repeats to her again, learn from them! That's what love says. So the beauty's lips are warm, with a gentle smile and affectionate eyes. She threw herself into her lover's arms and said you were happy! Love whispers in her ear, but what about reason? Reason has been silent.
4. "wake up"
Sweet dream, sweet dream, where is your sweetness? Joy of the night, where are you? Where are you? The dream of happiness has disappeared. I woke up alone in the dark. There is a silent night around the bed. The fantasy of love suddenly cools down, suddenly leaves and jumps in groups. My heart is still full of longing, and it is capturing the memory of dreams. Love, love, please listen to my plea: please send me back to my dream and make me ecstatic again. I would rather die than wake up in the morning.
5. "To Kane".
I remember that beautiful moment, you appeared in front of me, like a fleeting illusion, like a pure and beautiful spirit. In the hopeless and sad suffering, in the noisy and illusory troubles, your gentle voice echoed in my ears for a long time, and I can still see your lovely face in my sleep. Many years have passed, and the stormy changes have dispelled the dreams of the past, so I forgot your gentle voice and your fairy-like image.
In the backcountry, in the dark life of imprisonment, my years just passed quietly, without people in love, without the soul of poetry, without tears, without life and without love. Now my mind has begun to wake up, and then you appear in front of me, like a flash in the pan, like a pure spirit. My heart is beating in ecstasy. For it, everything woke up again. I have a devoted person, inspired by poetry, life, tears and love.
6. Storm.
Did you see the girl standing on the steep rock? Wearing white clothes, high above the waves, is it when the sea roars in the smoke of the storm and plays with the coast, or when the golden light of lightning always illuminates her with crimson light, while the wind is beating? When she fluttered the veil? The sea in the storm smoke and the blue sky lost in the flash are all beautiful; But believe me: the girl standing on the steep rock is more beautiful than the waves, the sky and the storm.
7. The Moon.
Lonely and sad moon, why did you emerge from the clouds and cast a clear light on my pillow through the window? Your sad face. The wishful thinking that caused my sadness, and the sadness that love is useless; Reasons for pride, irresistible desire. It's stirring in my heart again. Fly away, past memories, impossible love, please rest in peace! There won't be such a moonlit night, when you pour the quiet light through the dark forest with charming light, vaguely reflecting the beauty of my lover.
The pleasure of lust, what are you? How can it be compared with true love and happiness and inner beauty? How can the joy that has passed away run back? Time, that second, why did it disappear so fast? Why does the bright night disappear when the morning glow rises suddenly? Moon, why did you run away and sink into the clear blue sky? Why does the morning light shine in the sky? Why should I leave my lover?
8. I once loved you.
I once loved you: love, maybe. I'm not completely dead in my mind. I hope I won't bother you again and I don't want to make you sad again. I once loved you silently and hopelessly. I put up with shyness and jealousy. I once loved you so sincerely and tenderly. May God bless you, and another person will love you as much as I do.
9. Spring.
Spring, spring, the season of love, how heavy your arrival is for me, and what a painful stranger it has caused in my heart and blood. All the revelry and all the spring scenery will only inject boredom and gloom into my heart. Please give me fierce snow and a long dark winter night!
10, singer.
Have you ever heard the singer sing Melancholy and Love in the dark Woods? In the early morning, all is silent in the field, and the sound of reed flute is single and sad. Have you heard of it? Have you ever met a singer, singing love and melancholy in the desolate and dim Woods? He sometimes smiles and sometimes tears, and his gentle eyes are full of worries. Have you seen him?
Listening to the gentle songs, have you ever lamented that a singer sings about love and anguish? Have you ever seen a young man in the Woods, touched his dim eyes and sighed?
1 1, the road in winter.
Through the veil-like mist, the moon shed dim light, shining sadly on a forest and on the desolate wild land on the edge of the forest. On the dry autumn road, three hounds ran with sledges and jingled bells all the way. It rang so tiredly and monotonously. From the Long song sung by the coachman, you can hear some kind of voice from the countryside; It's not just rough joy, but also inner sadness, invisible lights, invisible, dark huts.
Only ice and snow, a wasteland, only a mile ahead, came running towards me and retreated. I'm tired and depressed tomorrow, Nina. Tomorrow, I'll sit by the fire, forget everything and just look tirelessly at my dear ones. We will wait for the clock to tick away and the annoying people to disperse at midnight, then we will not break up. I'm depressed, Nina: The road is so long that my coachman is silent and sleepy. Only the monotonous bell rang all the way, and the thick fog had covered the moon's face.
12, it's time to go, dear.
Time to go, dear. Time to go. My heart needs peace. Day after day flies. Every hour, I take away a part of my life. We are both looking forward to life, but you see, death is approaching. There is no happiness in the world, but there is freedom and tranquility. I have always dreamed of that enviable fate. I, a tired slave, have long wanted to fly away, live in seclusion in the distance and rest in writing and happiness.
13, a dream that you can't get rid of.
How happy the person chosen by your lingering dream is, his eyes dominate you, and in front of him, you are in an undisguised trance for love; However, those who silently and jealously listen to your confession are so sad. The flame of love burned in his heart, but his heavy head hung down.
14, love is over.
Can't everything be kept? Is everything over? We used to open our hearts to solve each other's troubles, but today's quarrel replaced communication. Are we too familiar or even tired, or are we too strange and alienated from the love that keeps breaking at the edge of the cliff? It collapsed because we couldn't bear to stop. Forget about her, tears will only wet our wings. As long as our hearts are wide enough, we can fly at any time, even if our hearts have already fallen and been deeply hurt.
15, past.
It's over. We're no longer in touch. I hug your knees for the last time and say this heartbreaking sentence. It's over. Answer me. I heard you. I don't want to chase after you who I loved, and I don't want to deceive myself again. Perhaps, the past will eventually forget me, and I will never have a chance to love again in this life.