1. The Philosophy of Love
The spring water coming out of the mountain merges with the river, and the river meets the ocean.
The winds in the sky penetrate each other, harmonizing with sweet affection.
All things follow the same divine law and meet in the same spirit;
Everything in the world is the same, why are you and I not?
Look at the high mountains kissing the blue sky, and the waves hugging each other,
No sister flower will be tolerated if she despises her brothers;
The bright sunshine caresses the earth, and the bright moonlight kisses the waves.
What is the value of all the sweet heavenly creations, if you don’t kiss me?
2. Indian Serenade
In the first sweet sleep of the night, I got up from dreaming about you and fell to the ground.
The blowing night breeze was blowing. Blowing gently, the brilliant stars shine with brilliance;
When I got up from my dream and landed on the ground, there was a spirit attached to the soles of my feet,
guiding me, Oh, incredible, coming under your screen, my dear!
3. Passing
Have you forgotten the happy time?
We buried the drunken dreams and beautiful love,
This paragraph Emotions are piled up with numb corpses.
How can they be replaced by soil? But flowers and leaves,
Flowers were once those happy days,
Leaves were once the only remaining hope,
You forgot For those who have lost their lives,
let the innocent soul avenge your shame.
Memory becomes the tomb of the soul,
Remorse silently cuts through thoughts and Deep in the heart,
terrible nightmares are whispering softly,
The one I once loved turns into pain after being lost once.
4. A withered violet
The fragrance of this flower has faded, like the scent that your kiss once revealed to me;
This flower The color of the flower has withered. It once reminded me of your unique brilliance.
A shrunken, dead, and empty form rests on my neglected mind,
It mocks my still passionate infatuation with its cold, silent, and silent rest.
I cry, tears cannot bring it back to life; I sigh, you no longer breathe to me;
Its silent and uncomplaining fate is exactly what I deserve That's no different.
5. To Mary
Oh, Mary, how nice it is to have you here,
you and your bright, cheerful brown eyes,
< p>The sweet voice of your words,like the gentle cry of a bird expressing love to a lonely and melancholy companion in the ivy shade,
The sweetest music in the world!
And your beautiful forehead,
is even better than the blue Italian sky.
Dear Mary, come to me quickly,
I lost my health when you were far away;
You are to me, Mary, My dear,
just like dusk to the stars in the west,
just like sunset to the full moon.
Oh, dear Mary, I wish you were here,
The echo of the castle whispers: "Here!"