She walks in beauty (Byron)
She walks in beauty like the night.
Wan Li is cloudless and starry;
All the beauty of darkness and light
Meet in her appearance and eyes:
Such soft light
Heaven rejects a gorgeous day.
One more shadow, one less light,
Half the damage to the nameless elegance.
Rippling on every black tree,
Or gently illuminate her face;
Where thoughts are expressed quietly and sweetly.
How pure and lovely their homes are.
On the cheek, on the forehead,
So gentle, so calm, but eloquent,
Victory smile, shining color,
But to tell you the good times,
A heart at peace with everyone,
A love is a pure heart!
She walked in the beautiful light.
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She walked in the beautiful light, like the night.
Bright, cloudless and starry;
The most beautiful color of light and shade.
In her appearance and eyes:
The dazzling day is too bright,
It is softer and darker than that light.
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Increase or decrease part of the light and shade.
Will damage this unspeakable beauty.
Beauty undulates in her black hair,
Or send out a faint light
On that face, calm thoughts
Point out that it is pure and precious.
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Ah, that forehead, that bright cheek,
So gentle, calm, affectionate,
Charming smile, luster on the face,
Are interpreting a kind life:
She is satisfied with everything in the world,
Her heart is full of pure love!
Well, we won't wander together again.
Author: Byron
Well, we don't roam together anymore,
Kill this deep night,
Although this heart is still infatuated,
Although the moonlight is still so bright.
Because the sword will wear out the scabbard,
The soul also grinds its chest hard enough,
This heart must stop breathing,
Love needs rest.
Although the night is for love,
Soon, it's daylight again,
But in this moonlit world,
We no longer walk together.
So we stopped wandering.
George Gordon, Byron
So we stopped wandering.
It's so late,
Although the heart still loves,
The moon is still bright.
Because the sword has worn through its sheath,
The soul wears out the chest,
The heart must stop breathing,
Love itself has a rest.
Although it is born to love at night,
The day passes too fast,
However, we won't wander any more.
By moonlight.
Byron's "You Are Happy"
As long as You are happy,
I hope I am also happy;
My heart, as always,
Warmly bless you.
Your husband is really lucky,
Luck makes me sad;
But let it all go,
I'm angry that he doesn't like you.
Seeing your beloved child,
Jealousy almost tore my heart;
When a real baby smiles that day,
I gave him lips for his mother.
When I kissed him, I suppressed my sigh.
It is worth seeing his father's mark on his face;
But he has mother's eyes,
That's what makes me happy
Good-bye, Mary. I have to leave.
You live contentedly, I don't hate Italy;
But I can't be on your side,
Otherwise my heart can belong to you.
I believe in time and self-esteem,
Finally, the feelings of childhood will disappear to love;
I buried my hope in the moral essence,
I hope to sit next to you again.
Although I am calm, I know in my heart that,
Your eyes may shock my body and mind;
But trembling is not a crime now,
Our meeting didn't disturb anyone.
You look at my face carefully,
But failed to find any secrets;
You only perceive one signal,
I am calm and extraordinary because of despair.
Not leaving, my dream,
Why the past is dedicated to the bosom;
Where is the mythical "forgetting Sichuan",
Will a tough heart be broken or calm?
As long as you are happy,
I wish I was so happy;
My heart, as always,
Warmly pray for you.
Your husband is so lucky,
Luck makes my heart sour;
But let it go,
I am angry that he doesn't love you.
Seeing your beloved child,
Jealousy almost tore my heart;
But when an innocent baby smiles,
I kissed him for his mother.
When I kissed him, I held back my sigh.
His father's mark can be seen on his face;
But he has his mother's eyes,
This also makes me very happy.
Goodbye, Mary, I'm leaving,
I have no complaints about your happy life;
But I can't be with you,
Otherwise my heart will belong to you again.
I believe in time and self-esteem,
Will eventually annihilate the love of childhood;
I buried my hope in my heart,
I hope to sit next to you again.
I'm calm, but I know in my heart,
Your eyes can shake my body and mind;
But trembling is not a crime now,
Our meeting didn't bother anyone.
You stare at my face,
But failed to find any secret;
The only sign you feel,
Because of despair, I am surprisingly calm.
Farewell, farewell, my dream,
Why dwell on the past;
Where is the mythical "forgetting Sichuan",
Will a stubborn heart be broken or calm?
Now is the time-Byron george gordon byron
This is from the branch
The high notes of the nightingale are heard;
This is the moment when lovers swear.
It seems that every whisper is sweet;
Gentle wind and nearby water,
Making music for lonely ears.
Dewdrops gently wet every flower,
Stars meet in the sky,
The waves are darker blue,
There is a brown color on the leaves.
In that clear and fuzzy heaven
Such soft darkness, dark purity,
It was after sunset.
When the twilight melts in the moonlight.
At this time, on the branch,
The nightingale sings loudly;
Lovers swear,
Whispers are as sweet as honey;
The breeze blows the water,
Music surrounds my ears.
Flowers fall gently,
The stars are busy,
Blue waves,
Dark brown leaves are yellow,
Pure black dyed the sky red,
Soft but not hazy.
Dawn melts the moonlight,
It's dawn
I saw you crying.
I saw you crying.
(I've seen you cry)
Bright big tears
(crystal tears)
Through blue eyes
(slipping from blue eyes)
Then the methodology aroused the appetite (like a violet in a dream)
A drop of violet dew
(Dropping clear dew)
I see you smiling.
(I've seen you laugh)
Sapphire flame
(even the sapphire light)
"By your side" no longer shines.
(It's also eclipsed by you)
It can't compare with the living light (how can it compare with your staring eyes)
Full of your eyes (flashing and flexible luster)
Just like the cloud your sun receives (just like the sunset is a distant cloud)
Deep and mellow dye
(dyed in brilliant colors)
The shadow of the rare coming night (even the slow dusk)
Can be expelled from the sky
(Drive Xia Guang out of the sky)
Those who smile at the most melancholy people (your smile makes a heart dull)
Their own pure happiness teaching.
(share pure happiness)
Their sunshine left a glow behind them (a ray of light left by the sun)
Light up my heart
(Light up the sky above your heart)
We sat by the river of Babylon, and we sat by the river of Babylon and wept.
We sat by the river in Babylon and wept.
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We sat down and cried by the water.
Babel, and think this day.
When our enemy, in the color of his slaughter,
Make the highlands of Salem his prey;
Oh, her lonely daughters!
They all left in tears.
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When we stare sadly at the river.
It rolls freely below,
They asked for this song; But, oh, never.
The victory that strangers should know!
May this right hand wither forever,
Before it strings our tall harp to the enemy!
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The harp hangs from the willow tree,
Oh, Salem! Its voice should be free;
When your glory is over.
But left me your mark:
Its soft tones will never mix.
Use my spoiler voice!
By the river in Babylon, we sat down and wept.
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We sat down by the river in Babylon.
We cried sadly and remembered that day.
Our enemies, in the cry of slaughter,
Burned the towering temple in Salem;
And you, oh, her lonely daughter!
You all ran away crying.
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When we are sitting by the river gloomily
Watching the river flow freely under your feet,
They ordered us to sing; Oh, never!
We will never bow our heads in this matter!
I'd rather let this right hand lose weight forever,
But our sacred harp will never be played for foreigners!
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I hung the harp on the tip of the willow tree,
Oh, Salem! Its singing should be free;
Think about the moment when your glory passed away,
But you left me your legacy:
Oh, I will never make it beautiful.
Mixed with the voice of a tyrant!
Sonnets in memory.
Qi Lun's Sonnets
Eternal spirit of chainless mind!
The brightest in the dungeon, Freedom! You are,
Because your home is the heart-
Only love for you can bind your heart;
When your son is put in chains—
Fetters, damp vaults, no darkness during the day,
They conquered the country with their own sacrifices,
The fame of freedom has wings on every wind.
Calm down. Your prison is a sacred place,
Your sad floor has become an altar-because it has been trampled,
Until his every step left a trace.
Wear and tear, as if your cold road is a piece of turf,
It was written by Boniwade. May these traces not disappear!
Because they appealed to God from tyranny.
Yong xiyong
The eternal ghost of your powerful soul!
Freedom, you are the brightest in the dungeon!
Because you live in people's hearts—
That heart, it only obeys the love for you;
When your followers are shackled,
Sacrifice in a dark dungeon,
Because of this, their motherland is respected,
The fame of freedom spreads with every gust of wind.
Sion. Your prison has become a sacred place,
Your gloomy ground has become an altar,
Because Bernival is walking around there
Leave a deep mark, like your cold slate.
It's grass soil! Don't erase that footprint.
Because it turned to God for help under tyranny.
The girl of Athens, the girl of Athens before we parted.
Maiden of Athens, before we parted.
Maiden of Athens, before we parted,
Here, oh, give me my heart back!
Or, since it has left my chest,
Keep it now, and take the rest!
Listen to my vows before I go,
Ζω? μου, σ ? γαπ? .
By those unrestrained long hair,
Every Aegean wind courted her;
Those covers on the edge of the pier
Kiss the color of your soft cheeks;
Wild eyes like roe,
Ζω? μου, σ ? γαπ? .
I long to taste with my lips;
Pass around the waist of the area;
All the symbols-flowers tell
What can never be said so well;
Through love alternating joy and sorrow,
Ζω? μου, σ ? γαπ? .
Maiden of Athens! I'm leaving:
Think of me, dear! When you're alone.
Although I flew to Istanbul,
Athens has my heart:
Can I stop loving you? Don't!
Ζω? μου, σ ? γαπ? .
Girls in Athens
Before we broke up,
Give me back my heart, girl of Athens!
No need, because my heart has left my chest,
Keep it and take the rest!
I took an oath before I left. Please listen:
I love you, you are my life! ①
With your loose braid—
The Aegean breeze attracted them,
Use your eyelids-black eyelids.
Kiss your cheek with a purplish luster:
With your charming eyes like a deer,
I love you, you are my life!
With my spoony red lips,
With a tight waist belt,
The Promise of Flowers-Their Metaphors (2)
Than a thousand words in the world;
With the joy and bitterness of love:
I love you, you are my life!
I really have to go, girl of Athens!
Miss me, when I am lonely!
I ran to Istanbul,
Athens detained my soul,
Can I not love you? Can't!
I love you, you are my life!
So we no longer wander, no longer wander.
So we stopped wandering.
So we stopped wandering.
It's so late,
Although the heart still loves,
The moon is still bright.
Because the sword has worn through its sheath,
The soul wears out the chest,
The heart must stop breathing,
Love itself has a rest.
Although it is born to love at night,
The day passes too fast,
However, we won't wander any more.
By moonlight.
We will no longer wander.
We will no longer wander.
At that late night,
Although the heart still loves,
The moonlight is so bright.
The sword will wear through the scabbard,
The soul will also wear out the chest,
My heart is too tired, so I need to catch my breath.
Love also needs rest.
Night is for love,
The day will return in an instant,
But we stopped wandering.
Bathed in the moonlight.
She walks in beauty, and she walks in beautiful brilliance.
She walked beautifully.
She walks in beauty like the night.
Wan Li is cloudless and starry;
All the beauty of darkness and light
Meet in her appearance and eyes:
Such soft light
Heaven rejects a gorgeous day.
One more shadow, one less light,
Half the damage to the nameless elegance.
Rippling on every black tree,
Or gently illuminate her face;
Where thoughts are expressed quietly and sweetly.
How pure and lovely their homes are.
On the cheek, on the forehead,
So gentle, so calm, but eloquent,
Victory smile, shining color,
But to tell you the good times,
A heart at peace with everyone,
A love is a pure heart!
She walked in the beautiful light.
one
She walked in the beautiful light, like the night.
Bright, cloudless and starry;
The most beautiful color of light and shade.
In her appearance and eyes:
The dazzling day is too bright,
It is softer and darker than that light.
two
Increase or decrease part of the light and shade.
Will damage this unspeakable beauty.
Beauty undulates in her black hair,
Or send out a faint light
On that face, calm thoughts
Point out that it is pure and precious.
three
Ah, that forehead, that bright cheek,
So gentle, calm, affectionate,
Charming smile, luster on the face,
Are interpreting a kind life:
She is satisfied with everything in the world,
Her heart is full of pure love!
When we broke up, we wanted to break up with each other before.
When we broke up,
When we broke up,
In silence and tears,
Half heartbroken
Cut off for many years,
Your cheeks turn pale and cold,
Your kiss is colder;
That moment really predicted
That's the end of sorrow.
Morning dew
My forehead began to get cold—
It feels like a warning
How I feel now.
Your vows have been broken,
Just your reputation:
I heard your name mentioned,
Share its shame.
They mentioned you in front of me,
The death knell that rings for me;
I shuddered-
Why are you so cute?
They don't know I know you,
Who knows you too well:
I will regret for you for a long, long time,
It's too deep to say.
We met in secret—
I am sad in silence,
Your heart will forget,
Your soul is cheating.
If I meet you,
After a long time,
How can I greet you?
With silence and tears.
I think we broke up before.
I think we broke up before,
Tears silently,
It is expected to be quarantined for many years.
We can't help but be heartbroken;
Your face is cold and white,
Your kiss is more like cold ice,
Oh, that moment was a sign.
My sadness today.
Cold dew condenses in the morning,
My forehead is cold,
That feeling seems to be
This is a warning to me.
Your vows have been broken,
Your behavior is so frivolous;
When people mention your name,
I'm ashamed, too.
They talk about you in front of me,
A sound like a death knell;
I'm shaking all over-
Why am I so attached to you?
No one knows that I know you very well,
Oh, I know you so well-
I'll regret it for a long time,
It is difficult to be humanitarian in such a deep place.
You and I met in secret,
I am sad silently again,
I can't believe you lied to me,
Your heart has finally forgotten.
If many years later,
We met again by chance,
How can I greet you?
I can only be silent with tears.
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