Walt Whitman
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Oh, captain, my captain!
Our sinister voyage is over,
Our ship weathered the storm,
The reward we sought has been won.
The port is not far away, I heard the bell,
Thousands of people cheered,
Return quietly to meet our ship,
Our ship is magnificent and brave. ?
But, heart! Heart! Heart!
Oh, red blood drops are flowing,
On the deck, lying my captain,
He fell, died, and cooled down.
Oh, captain, my captain!
Get up, please listen to the bell,
Get up, flag, fly for you.
-Horn, longing for you.
For you, the shore is crowded with people.
-Here you are, countless bouquets, ribbons and wreaths.
The bustling crowd is calling for you,
How many eager faces are turning.
Here you are, captain! Dear father!
Under your head is my arm!
This is a dream on the deck,
You fell, you died, and you became cold.
Our captain didn't answer,
His lips were pale and silent,
My father can't feel my arm,
He has no pulse, no life,
Our ship has anchored safely,
The voyage has been completed and ended,
The victorious ship returned from the sinister journey,
What we are pursuing has won.
Cheers. Oh, the coast! Ho, oh, Hong Zhong!
However, I moved my sad steps lightly.
On the deck, lying my captain,
He fell, died, and cooled down. ?
(translated by Jiang Feng)
March 20 18 is a somewhat sad spring.
March 10, fashion giant givenchy died;
/kloc-in March of 0/3, the writer of mystery novels Yasuo Uchida died.
/kloc-in March of 0/4, physicist Hawking died;
/kloc-in March of 0/8, the writer Li Ao passed away;
On March 19, "Poet Magician" died. ...
When the superstar falls, I always think of this poem and my dear captain.
"Oh, captain, my captain! Whitman wrote it in 1865 in memory of President Lincoln. The whole poem is ingenious in conception, clear in organization, profound in language and full of sincere feelings between the lines, expressing the poet's admiration and nostalgia for Lincoln.
Maybe you haven't read Whitman's poem, but you must remember the sentence "Captain, my captain!" " From the mouth of teacher RonanPatrickJohnKeating and the students standing on the table in the movie Dead Poets Society.
I like the name "Dead Poets Society". Although Confucius said "I don't know life, I don't know death", "To live to death" is a more romantic, heroic and desirable way of living in despair.
Many people live in the framework of reality, live according to the established trajectory of the secular world, long for visible utilitarianism and fame and fortune, and sneer at the future and dreams.
Perhaps people who adapt to and are good at using secular rules will live more comfortably, like a duck to water. But those who go down in history always dare to be the first to break the rules.
We miss the lost superstar, the captain and the legend.
Even though the reality has its cruel side, we still have to pursue the meaning and value of self-existence in it.
In Chinese class, Teacher RonanPatrickJohnKeating tore off the page on poetry appreciation methods in the textbook and said this:
We read and write poems not because they are interesting, but because we are part of human beings, who are full of passion. Yes, medicine, law, business and engineering are lofty pursuits that can support a person's life. But poetry, beauty, romance and love are the meaning of our life.
The captain has passed away, Whitman, who wrote this poem, has passed away, and even robin williams, the actor who played Teacher RonanPatrickJohnKeating in Dead Poets Society, passed away four years ago.
However, death cannot stop everything. Idealism may be defeated by realism, but it will not be defeated.
Today, generations of teenagers have accepted this eternal belief through poems, images and sounds.
This belief still inspires future generations and guides us to explore a more beautiful and broader starry sky.
The spring breeze melts the rain and moistens things silently.
Walt Whitman
(18 19 May 31-1March 26, 892)
American poet, essayist, journalist and humanist. He is in a transitional period between Transcendentalism and Realism, and his works combine their styles.
All the poems in my life are collected in Leaves of Grass. In this ever-expanding and reprinted collection of poems, the poet praised his advanced country, ordinary people and national spirit rich in democratic and free traditions with the attitude of a master and high-pitched tone. It can be said that Leaves of Grass symbolizes the people, and Whitman has won the love of the American people and the people of the world.