Appreciation of foreign classic English poetry: when to wait?

English poetry is the essence of English. It conveys time and space, matter and spirit, reason and emotion in the most concise words. Poetry itself contains rich social life content and artistic connotation, and the unique beauty and harmony of poetic language make them have infinite charm. Next, I will bring you appreciation of foreign classic poems. I hope you like it!

Foreign Classical Poetry: When to Wait?

Collect rose buds as much as you can,

The old days are still flying;

This flower that smiles today

Will die tomorrow.

Brilliant lamp of heaven, sun,

The taller he is? It's getting better,

The sooner his game is over,

Is it closer to him? S setting.

The first age is the best,

When the blood of youth is warmer;

But it's spent, and the worse it gets, the worse it gets.

The times still inherited the former.

Then don't be shy, but use your time;

Get married while you are still alive;

Because you lost your youth,

You can stay forever.

When will the rose buds be picked?

Time the footsteps of the old man every minute;

Today's smiling flowers,

Will wither tomorrow.

The sun lights up the sky lanterns in the east,

Instantly shines on the top of the head;

He is racing against time,

Soon, it sank in a hurry.

Passionate when I was young,

Youth, life is precious;

Time flies and waits for no one.

Every day I get a wrinkle on my face.

Don't be shy, come on,

Finding the destination of love is only a young age;

Girls, youth is gone forever,

Why do you have to wait all your life alone?

Foreign classic love poems: youth flies

All our losses will be compensated.

All our pains are comforted:

But when the youth of dreams dies,

It took something from our hearts,

It will never come again.

We are stronger and better,

Under the strict rule of adults:

We still feel something sweet.

With youth and fast steps,

Never come again.

Some beautiful things have disappeared,

We sigh in vain;

We can see it everywhere,

On earth, in the air,

But it will never come again!

Pay must be compensated,

Good medicine always heals wounds;

Youth flies, never to return,

Good dreams are hard to find.

Become stronger as an adult,

If you lose something, it is difficult to catch up with the past;

The good years disappeared without a trace,

It's fleeting It's a blur.

Teenagers are full of charm and vitality,

It can be seen everywhere in the world;

Youth is gone forever,

Sigh in vain, leaving melancholy.

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