J. kilmer (last name)
I don't think I will ever see J. kilmer.
A lovely poem like a tree.
A tree, its hungry mouth is open
By the sweet breasts of the earth;
A tree that looks at God all day,
Raise her leafy arm to pray;
A tree that may wither in summer.
A nest of robins in her hair;
Whose chest does the snow lie on?
People who are close to the rain.
Only a fool like me can write poetry,
But only God can build a tree.
tree
I don't think I've ever seen it.
Poems as beautiful as Yushu.
A tree with a hungry mouth,
Press tightly on the sweet and smooth breasts of the earth;
A tree that looks at God all day,
Raise your leafy arms and pray;
A tree may be in summer.
Wearing a nest of robins in her hair;
Snowflakes piled up in her arms;
Rain also lives with her kindly.
A fool like me can write poetry,
But only God can build trees.
The New Year
Ring, wild bells, towards the wild sky,
Flying clouds, cold light:
A year passes in the dark;
Ring, wild bell, and let him die.
Say goodbye to the old and welcome the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
A year has passed, let him go;
Circle the falsehood and circle the truth.
Knock out the sadness that erodes the soul,
For those who we will never see here again;
Ring the feud between the rich and the poor,
Injustice for all mankind.
(Alfred Tennyson)
New Year
Ring, violent clock, towards the wild sky,
Towards the clouds, towards the cold light.
Tonight, this year will be over,
Ring, loud bell, and let it die.
Bells send the old, bells welcome the new,
Ring, happy bells, resounding through the snow.
He is leaving this year. Let him go.
The bell is fake, and the bell is real.
The bell sent away the heartache,
For those we'll never see again,
The bell sent away the discord between the rich and the poor,
The bell brought peace to all mankind.
life
Length Hughes
Life can be beautiful,
Life may be terrible,
Life is mostly pleasant,
But sometimes it hurts.
Life can be a dream,
Life can be a great thought;
Life can refer to a person,
Sitting in court.
Life may be dirty,
Life can even be painful;
But life is your own creation,
So try to make it beautiful.
The boat is sailing on the river.
( 1)
Ships sail on the river, ships sail on the river,
Ships sail at sea; This big ship is sailing in the sea,
But when white clouds float across the sky,
Much more beautiful than these. It's more pleasant than these.
(2)
There are bridges on the river, there are bridges on the river,
As beautiful as you like; As you wish, pleasing to the eye;
However, across the sky of Changhong, there is a bow that connects the sky.
At the top of the tree, but higher than the top of the tree,
And build a road from the earth to the sky, you can build a road through the sky.
Better than these.
Arrow and Song Arrow and Song
( 1)
I shot an arrow in the air, I shot an arrow in the air,
It fell to the ground, I don't know where it is; It has fallen to the ground, I don't know where it went;
Because it flies so fast, because it flies so fast.
Unable to follow its flight. Vision can't keep up with its flight.
(2)
I sang a song to the air, I sang a song to the air,
It fell to the ground, I don't know where it is; It has landed and stopped, and I don't know where it is;
Because whose eyesight is so keen and strong, whose eyesight is so keen,
Can it fly with the song? Can keep up with the speed of singing?
(3)
A long time later, in an oak tree, a long time later, in an oak tree,
I found that the arrow was still not broken; I found it still intact;
This song, from beginning to end, this song, from beginning to end,
I found it in the heart of a friend again. I found it deeply imprinted in the heart of a friend.