Tree (a masterpiece of fresh and fluent chanting poems, silently written by American poet Joyce Kiel)
I don't think I've ever seen it.
A lovely poem like a tree.
A tree, its hungry mouth is open
Against the sweet breasts of the earth;
A tree that looks at God all day;
Raise her leafy arm to pray;
A tree that may wither in summer.
A nest of robins in her hair;
Whose chest does the snow lie on?
He lives close to the rain.
Only a fool like me can write poetry,
But only God can build a tree.
Silver (depicting the scenery in the moonlight, full of childlike interest, created by Walter Delamare, England)
Slowly, quietly, now the moon
Walking at night in her silver boots.
In this way, in that way, she stared and watched.
Silver trees bear silver fruits.
One window after another is stuck.
The beam under her silver thatch.
Lying in the kennel like a log,
The dog with silver claws fell asleep.
Peeking through their dark huts, white breasts.
Pigeons in Silver Feather Sleep.
A harvesting mouse ran over,
Silver claws and silver eyes.
The motionless fish in the water sparkled,
Next to the silver reeds in the silver stream.
A red rose (you can tell from the title that it is a love poem, the masterpiece of robert burns, an English Scotsman).
Ah, my love is like a red rose,
It was newly opened in June.
Ah, my love is like a melody,
That's a sweet performance.
You are so beautiful, my beautiful girl,
I love you so much,
I will always love you, dear,
Until the seas dry up.
Until the seas run dry, dear,
The rock was melted by the sun!
I will always love you, dear,
When the sand of life flows.
Goodbye, my only love!
Goodbye, for a while!
I'll come again, dear,
Even though it's ten thousand miles!
Dreams (inspirational or lyrical, written by langston hughes, a black American writer, are very popular)
Hold fast to your dreams,
Because if the dream is shattered,
Life is a bird with broken wings.
It can't fly.
Hold fast to your dreams,
Because when dreams disappear,
Life is a barren land.
Ice and snow are frozen.
Rainy Day (one of the philosophical poems of Henry W Longfellow in America)
The weather is cold, dark and dreary;
When it rains, the wind will not get tired;
The vine still clings to the ruined wall,
But every time there is a strong wind, the dead leaves will fall.
It was a dark and dreary day.
My life is cold, dark and dreary;
When it rains, the wind will not stop;
My mind is still clinging to the past,
But young hopes were dashed in the explosion,
The days are dark and dreary.
Quiet, sad heart! Stop complaining;
Behind the dark clouds is still sunny;
Your destiny is everyone's common destiny,
It rains in everyone's life,
Some days must be dark and dreary.
Narcissus (/kloc-Narcissus written by william wordsworth, an English romantic poet in the 9th century, is very dreamy and deeply loved by readers).
I wander alone, like a cloud.
Floating on high valleys and hills,
Suddenly, I saw a group of people,
Many golden daffodils;
By the lake, under the tree,
Dance in the breeze.
Continuous as a shining star
Shining in the milky way,
They go on and on.
On the edge of the bay:
I saw 10 thousand at a glance,
Shake their heads in a cheerful dance.
The waves beside them danced; But they
Happily defeated the aroused waves:
Poets can't help being happy,
In such a happy company:
I stared-stared-but seldom thought of it.
How much wealth has this program brought me:
Often, when I lie on the sofa.
In a daze or brooding mood,
They flash in the inner eyes.
This is lonely happiness;
Then my heart was filled with happiness,
Dancing with daffodils.
Stop by the forest on a snowy night (Robert Frost, very quiet)
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.
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.
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 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. ...