In our study, work and life, everyone is familiar with poetry, which has a clear and orderly rhythm and beautiful rhyme. So what kind of poetry is classic? The following are the most beautiful poems I have collected for you. Welcome to read the collection.
The most beautiful poem 1 to the oak tree
Text/Shu Ting
If I love you-
There is nothing better than climbing Campbell flowers.
Boast of your high branches;
If I love you-
A bird that will never learn to be infatuated.
Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;
It's not just like a fountain.
Send cool comfort all year round;
It's not just a dangerous mountain peak.
Increase height and set off dignity.
Even during the day.
Even spring rain.
No, these are not enough!
I must be a kapok beside you,
Standing with you as the image of a tree.
Roots, close to the ground;
Leaves, touching in the clouds.
Every gust of wind blows,
We all greet each other,
But no one
Understand what we said.
You have your copper branches and iron stems.
Like a knife, like a sword,
Like a halberd;
I have my red flowers.
Like a heavy sigh,
Like a heroic torch.
We share cold waves, storms and thunderbolts;
We like mist, flowing mist and rainbow.
As if we were separated forever,
But they are lifelong dependent.
This is great love,
Loyalty is here:
Love-
Not only love your strong body,
I also love your stand, the land under your feet.
The most beautiful poem 2 enters late autumn
Are you okay?
Cold dew in the morning
Fall on the red leaves
A cold wind blew.
Red leaves fall from the sky.
I picked up a piece from the wind.
That is the most beautiful piece in my heart.
To you dearest.
Dearest you
The blush on the cheek is somewhat similar to it.
Like the most beautiful sculpture of a sculptor.
Hongye ocean
By your side
You can see endless beauty from your eyes.
Like dancing red leaves.
The most beautiful red leaves are for you, dearest.
The most beautiful poem 3 "Watch"
Author: Tashi Ramdodo
Have you seen me?
I was there.
Not sad or happy.
You can either read me or you can't read me.
Love is there.
Don't come or go.
Do you love me or not?
Love is there.
Neither increasing nor decreasing.
Are you with me or not?
My hand is in your hand.
Never give up.
Come into my arms.
or
Let me live in your heart
Silent love
Silence and happiness
The most beautiful poem 4 "When you are old"
Text/Ye Zhi (Irish)
When you are old and sleepy.
Take a nap by the fire.
Take this book down and read it slowly.
Dreaming about what you used to look like.
Gentle eyes reflect deep reflections.
How many people love your jubilant youth?
Love your beautiful scenery
Out of hypocrisy or sincerity
But there was one person.
Love your soul sincerely.
Love the biting wind and frost on your changing face
Bend down by the crimson fireplace.
Heart sad
Whispering about how Cupid escaped.
Stroll in the mountains overhead
Hide his face in the stars