-What the young man's heart says to the singer
Longfellow (1807- 1882)
Don't tell me in sad poems,
Life is just a dream!
The sleeping soul is dead,
The truth of the matter is different from the appearance.
Life is real! Life is real!
Its destination is not a barren grave.
You are dust, and you will return to dust.
This has nothing to do with the soul.
Our destiny, our path,
It is neither happiness nor pain;
But action, every tomorrow;
Than before today.
Art is eternal, time flies,
Our hearts, though brave and firm;
Still like a deep drum,
It goes to the grave with sorrow and joy.
On the vast battlefield of this world,
In this camp of life;
Don't be like that dumb animal that was driven away.
Be a hero in battle!
Don't rely on the future, no matter how charming it is!
Let the past be buried forever!
Let's go! Use the time now!
Conscience is in your heart, and God is on your head!
A great man's life shows us:
We can live a noble life,
When you die,
Leave footprints on the beach of time;
Maybe we have a brother.
Sailing in the solemn sea of life,
The ship sank, and in despair,
You will see this footprint and cheer up.
So, let's get up and do it!
Be brave to any fate;
Keep forging ahead, keep pursuing,
Learn to work and learn to wait.
Poetry of life
Longfellow
Don't tell me, in the sad crowd,
"Life is just an empty dream!"
Because the sleeping soul is dead,
Things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is serious!
The grave is not its goal;
"You are dust, and to dust you return."
Not the soul.
Not happy, not sad,
Is our destined destination or road;
But action, every tomorrow.
Found that we were farther away than today.
Art is eternal, time is short,
Our hearts, though strong and brave,
Still, like a low drum, it is beating.
The funeral marched to the grave.
In the vast battlefield of the world,
In the camp of life,
Don't be like a dumb cow being driven away!
Become a hero in the fight!
Don't believe in the future, no matter how beautiful it is!
Let the dead past bury its dead!
Let's do it now!
There is God in my heart!
The great man's life reminds us
We can make our life noble,
Leave us when you leave.
Footprints on the beach of time;
Footprints, maybe another one,
Sailing on the solemn sea of life,
An abandoned shipwrecked brother,
See, will summon up courage again.
So, let's act,
With a heart for any fate;
Still realizing, still pursuing,
Learn to work and wait.