Oh, my love is like a red rose.
It was newly grown in June;
Oh, my love is like a piece of music.
That's a sweet tune.
You are so beautiful, my beautiful girl,
I love so deeply;
I will always love you, dear,
Until the sea dries up:
Until the seas run dry, dear,
Rocks are melted by the sun;
I will always love you, dear,
When the sand of life flows.
Goodbye, my only love,
Goodbye!
I will come back, my love,
Even though it's ten thousand miles.
2. A poem by a friend
William Butler Yeats
Now I have to give these three compliments
Three women
What is the happiness in my life:
One is because there is no thought,
It's not those worries that can't be let go,
No, not in these fifteen minutes.
In troubled times,
Will appear in
A heart and a happy heart;
One is because of her hands.
Have the power to untie the shackles.
No one can understand,
No one can own and thrive,
The dream load of youth until she
Changed me and kept me alive.
Work selflessly.
What about her?
Until my youth is gone
With a pathetic expression?
How can I praise that?
At dawn.
I count my good and bad,
Stay awake for her,
Remembering what she has,
The eagle's appearance still shows,
When I rise from the bottom of my heart
Such a great sweet stream
I'm shaking from head to toe.
3. Fire and Ice: Poems by Robert Frost
Fire and ice
Some people say that the world will be destroyed in fire,
Some say it's in the ice.
From the desire I tasted
I support those who support fire.
But if it has to be destroyed twice,
I think I know enough about hatred.
To destroy the ice
It's also great.
That's enough.
4. A poem by Emily Dickinson
My river runs to you.
Blue sea, will you welcome me?
My river is waiting for a reply.
Oh! The sea looks elegant.
I'll get you Brooks.
From the spotted corner.
Say, sea, take me away!
5. lewis carroll's beautiful Tang poems
Delicious soup
Delicious soup, thick and green,
Wait in the hot bowl!
Who wouldn't bend over for such delicious food?
Soup tonight, delicious soup!
Soup tonight, delicious soup!
Beautiful Xiuou!
Beautiful Xiuou!
Soo-oop of e-e-even,
What a delicious soup!
Good soup! Who likes fish,
Game, or something else?
Who is willing to give everything for two people?
Beautiful soup worth only a penny?
Beautiful soup worth only a penny?
Beautiful Xiuou!
Beautiful Xiuou!
Soo-oop of e-e-even,
What a delicious soup!
6. How's the little crocodile? ...
Lewis carroll's Poems
How's the little crocodile? ...
How's the little crocodile?
Improve his shiny tail,
Water injected into the Nile
On every golden scale!
How happy he seems to be laughing.
How neatly you open your paws,
Welcome the little fish,
Chin with a gentle smile!
7. A poem by Christina Rossetti?
birthday
Christina Georgina Rossetti
My heart is like a singing bird.
Whose nest is in the water?
My heart is like an apple tree.
Its branches are bent by thick fruits;
My heart is like a rainbow shell.
Paddle on the calm sea;
My heart is happier than all these,
Because my love is coming to me.
Give me a lift, Ada? The age of silk and down;
Hang it with vair and purple dye;
Carve it with pigeons and pomegranates,
Peacock with one hundred eyes;
Working in grapes of gold and silver,
Among leaves and silver lilies;
Because of my birthday.
Yes, my love is coming to me.
8. A poem by carl sandburg.
fog
The fog is coming.
On the kitten's feet.
It sits and watches.
Over ports and cities
Quiet hips
Then move on.
Carl Sandburg
9. A poem by a father and a child
Author: William Butler Yeats
She heard me knock on the blackboard and say
She was banned.
Of all the excellent men and women,
Be mentioned by a man
It has the worst name;
And immediately reply.
His hair is beautiful,
His eyes are as cold as the March wind.
10. Life in love
A poem by robert browning.
Escape from me?
Never—
Honey!
I am me, you are you,
As long as the world contains the two of us,
I love you, you hate you,
When one dodges, the other must chase.
I'm afraid my life is finally a mistake:
This looks too much like a fate, really!
Although I tried my best, it was difficult for me to succeed.
But what if I fail here?
As long as you stay nervous,
Dry your tears and laugh at failure,
Confused, get up and start over,—
So chasing occupies a person's life, that's all.
However, once you look at your farthest border,
Looking at me in the depths of dust and darkness,
Old hopes plummeted.
Than a new one, directly to the same tag,
I shape myself—
once
Remove!
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If life deceives you,
Don't be blue, don't be wild!
Be gentle on sad days.
I believe that happy days will come.
The heart is living in tomorrow;
Now I feel dejected here;
In an instant, convey sadness;
What is gone will be precious.
12.
Ode to the West Wind
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Ah, wild west wind, your breath of autumn,
You can't see your existence, and the leaves die.
Being driven, like escaping from the ghost of a wizard,
Yellow, black, pale, excited red,
Plague-ridden crowd: Oh, you,
Who is riding in their dark and cold bed?
Winged seeds, they lie in cold and low places,
Every one is like a corpse in a grave until
Your blue sister will bloom in spring.
Her horn resounded through the land of dreams, full of
(Drive sweet buds like sheep foraging in the air)
Living colors and smells plains and hills:
Wild spirit, it is everywhere;
Destroyer and protector; Listen, oh, listen!
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In the turmoil of the steep sky,
Loose clouds like the rotten leaves of the earth are falling off,
Shake down from the tangled branches of heaven and sea,
Angels of rain and lightning: there is spread
On your surging blue sea,
Like bright hair raised from the head
Some fierce priestesses, even from the dim edge
The height from the horizon to the zenith,
The lock of the coming storm. You elegy
In this year that is about to pass, in this night that is about to end.
Will be the dome of a huge tomb,
Hold up with all your gathered strength.
Steam, from the solid atmosphere
Black rain, fire and hail will break out: Oh, listen!
Roman numeral 3
You wake up from a summer dream.
The blue Mediterranean, where he lay,
Hypnotized by the coils of his crystal stream,
Next to a pumice island in Bahia Bay,
See ancient palaces and towers in my sleep.
Trembling in the rough day,
All covered with sky-blue moss and flowers.
Such a sweet, vague feeling depicts them! you
Whose road is powered by the water level in the Atlantic Ocean?
Split yourself into an abyss, and below.
Sea flowers and muddy Woods are worn away.
Leaves without juice in the ocean, you know?
Your voice, the fear of suddenly turning gray,
Trembling and despair: Oh, listen!
Intravenously injected
If I am a dead leaf, you can bear it;
If I were a cloud, I would fly with you;
The waves breathe under your power, share.
The impulse of your strength, less freedom
Than you, oh, out of control! If even
I was in my teens, maybe.
Your partner roaming in heaven,
So, when do you exceed your taxiing speed?
Scarcity seems to be a vision; I will never work hard.
It's like praying with you when I need it most
Oh, lift me up like waves, leaves and clouds!
I fell on the thorns of life! I am bleeding!
The heavy weight of time has chains and bows.
A person like you: unruly, agile and proud.
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Let me be your harp, just like the forest;
What if my leaf falls like its own!
The noise of your powerful harmony
From a deep, autumn tone,
Sweetness in sadness. You are a fierce soul,
My spirit! Be me, impulsive person!
Drive my dead thoughts into the universe
Just like withered leaves, it accelerates regeneration!
According to the spell in this section,
Scattered, as a fireplace that never goes out.
Ashes and sparks, my words in mankind!
Through my lips, to wake up the earth
The horn of prophecy! Oh, the wind,
If winter comes, can spring be far behind?
13. Farewell to Cambridge again-Xu Zhimo
I left quietly.
Just as I came here quietly;
I quietly waved goodbye.
To the rosy clouds in the western sky.
Golden willow by the river
Is a young bride in the sunset;
Their reflections in the waves.
Always haunting my heart.
A floating heart growing in the sludge
Swing leisurely underwater;
In the soft waves of Cambridge
I will be a water plant!
The pool in the shade of elm trees
It is not water, but a rainbow in the sky;
Break into pieces in duckweed
Is it the precipitation of a rainbow-like dream?
To dream? Just to prop up the boat and go upstream
Go to a greener place;
Or make the boat full of stars
Sing loudly under the starlight.
But I can't sing loudly.
Silence is my farewell music;
Even summer insects pile up silence for me.
Silence is Cambridge tonight!
I left quietly.
Just as I came here quietly;
I gently waved my sleeve.
I won't take away a cloud.
14. walt whitman
Captain! My captain! Our terrible trip is over,
The ship has weathered the wind and rain, and the spoils we are pursuing have worn away.
As the port approached, I heard the bell and people were jubilant.
As the eyes see the stable keel, the ship is cold and bold;
Captain! My captain! Our terrible trip is over,
The ship has weathered the wind and rain, and the spoils we are pursuing have worn away.
As the port approached, I heard the bell and people were jubilant.
As the eyes see the stable keel, the ship is cold and bold;
But ah, heart! Heart! Heart!
Ah, red blood drops!
My captain is lying on the deck,
Die cold.
Ah, captain! My captain! Get up and listen to the bell;
Get up-the flag is flying for you-the horn is ringing for you,
For you, bouquets and ribbons-for you, the coast is crowded,
They call you, swaying crowd, and their eager faces turn;
Here you are, captain! Dear father!
This arm under your head;
There are some dreams on the deck
You have died of cold.
My captain didn't answer, his lips were pale and silent,
My father can't feel my arm, he has no pulse and will;
The ship has anchored safely and the voyage is over.
From the terrible trip, the victorious ship entered the port with the goal of victory;
Rejoice, the coast! Ring, oh, the bell!
But I, with sad steps,
Walking on the deck, my captain is lying down,
Die cold. (This is a campus poem)
15. My little blue umbrella
Raindrops never let me down.
The sun still shines on my forehead.
A blue umbrella.
Cover my soft shoulders
Keep me cool when the sun shines.
When the cloud cries, it will dry.
summer walk
Or take a walk in winter
There's nothing.
My little blue umbrella