My heart is lonely.
But my heart is safe; No love or hate, no sadness or happiness, no color or sound.
I'm probably getting old. My hair has turned white, don't you understand? My hands are shaking. Don't you understand? Then my soul's hands must be shaking and my hair must be pale.
However, this was many years ago.
Before that, my heart was full of blood songs: blood and iron, fire and poison, recovery and revenge. And all of a sudden these are empty, but sometimes they are deliberately full of helpless hopes of self-deception.
Hope, hope, use this shield of hope to resist the attack of the night in the emptiness, although there is still the night in the emptiness behind the shield. However, this is the case, one after another exhausted my youth.
Didn't I already know that my youth was gone? But I think the youth outside my body is fixed in: stars, moonlight, falling butterflies and hidden flowers.
The ominous words of the owl, the blood of the cuckoo, the faint laughter, and the dancing of love are sad youth, but they are youth after all.
But why are you so lonely now? Is it that even the youth outside the body has passed away, and there are still many young people in the world who are aging?
I have to leave it to me and let it dilute the night in emptiness.
On the translation of Hugo s poem Light and Shadow;
My heart is very lonely.
However, my heart is safe; No love or hate, no sadness or happiness, no color or sound.
I'm probably getting old. My hair has turned white, isn't it obvious? My hands are shaking, isn't it obvious? Then my soul's hands must be shaking and my hair must be pale.
However, this was many years ago.
Before that, my heart was full of blood songs: blood and iron, flame and poison, recovery and revenge. And suddenly these are empty, but sometimes they are deliberately filled with helpless self-deception hopes. Hope, hope, use this shield of hope to resist the empty night, although it is still empty night behind the shield. However, this is the case, which has exhausted my youth one after another.
Didn't I know my youth was gone? But I think the youth outside is fixed in: stars, moonlight, stiff butterflies, dark flowers, ominous words of owls, tears of cuckoo's blood, faint laughter and dance of love. ..... Although it is sad and ethereal youth, it is youth after all.
But why are you so lonely now? Is it that even the youth outside the body is gone, and the youth in the world is getting old? I have to think about this empty night alone.
This article is taken from victor hugo's Light and Shadow.
Artistic achievements:
(1) has opened up the field of poetry, and it is easy to write whether it is lyrical, satirical, scenery-writing, history-chanting or philosophical thinking.
(2) full of passion, sometimes solemn and dignified, sometimes magnanimous, bold and broad style, eloquent.
(3) Applying the principle of contrast to poetry creation, such as figurative images, using opposing words, and unexpectedly summarizing sentences, the contrast is strong.
(4) Make good use of appositive metaphors, such as "wolf in heart" and "giant in Europe", and combine abstract concepts with concrete images to produce new meanings, which is closely related to symbolism.
(5) Rich imagination, the splendor of the Garden of Eden and the splendor of the Oriental Night are all written in various colors, and even inanimate things have life forms.
(6) The language is rich and colorful, and the rhythm is used freely. It can write love poems with pastoral songs and philosophical reflections with carols, which is directly related to symbolism and Barnabas.