I am waiting for you.
I looked at the dark outdoor, as if looking at the future, and my heart was blinded by my listening.
Why haven't you come yet?
I hope to allow flowers to bloom every minute.
I am waiting for your footsteps, your laughter, your face and your soft hair.
Everything is waiting for you, hoping to die every minute.
Where are you?
I want you to make my heart ache, I want you to laugh like a flame, I want your waist to be flexible, and I want you to send flying stars out of the corner of your eye.
I was trapped in an intoxicating atmosphere, like an island, floating involuntarily between green waves. ...
Oh, I am eager for your arrival, eager.
Why don't you come, magical Yutan, to the top of time?
2. "If I were a snowflake"
If I were a snowflake, flying in mid-air, I would know my direction.
Fly, fly, fly, this land has my direction.
Don't go to cold valleys, lonely foothills and deserted streets to be disappointed.
Fly, fly, fly, look, I have a direction!
Dancing in midair, knowing a quiet place, waiting for her to visit in the garden.
Fly, fly, fly, ah, she smells of cinnabar plum!
At that time, I clung to her skirt and pressed my light body close to her gentle heart.
Melt, melt, melt, melt into her gentle heart.
3. "I don't know the wind"
I don't know which direction the wind is blowing.
I am in a dream, in the light wave of the dream, I don't know which direction the wind blows.
I am in a dream, her tenderness, my intoxication. I don't know which direction the wind is blowing.
In my dream, sweetness is the glory in my dream. I don't know which direction the wind is blowing.
I am in a dream, her ingratitude, my sadness. I don't know which direction the wind is blowing.
I am in a dream, and my heart is broken in the sadness in my dream! I don't know which direction the wind is blowing.
I am in a dream, and the darkness is the glory in the dream!
Step 4 bid farewell to Cambridge
I left gently, just as I came gently, I waved goodbye to the clouds in the western sky gently.
The golden willow by the river is the bride in the sunset; Beautiful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart.
Green grass on the soft mud, oily, swaying at the bottom of the water; In the gentle waves of He Kanghe, I would like to be an aquatic plant!
That pool under the shade of elm is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky; Crushed in floating seaweed, a rainbow-like dream is precipitated.
Looking for dreams? Support a long pole and swim back to a greener place on the grass; Full of starlight, singing in the splendor of starlight.
But I can't play the piano, just a farewell flute; Summer insects are also silent for me, silence is Cambridge tonight!
I left quietly, just as I came quietly; I waved my sleeve without taking away a cloud.
5. "I have love"
I have a kind of love. I love the stars in the sky and their crystals. There is no such strange god on earth.
In the cold winter dusk, in the lonely gray morning.
At sea, at the top of the mountain after the storm, there will always be a star, 10 thousand stars!
The embrace of grass flowers by the mountain stream, the joy of children upstairs, the lights of travelers and nanzhen, shine on elves thousands of miles away!
I have a broken soul, like a pile of broken crystals, scattered in the grass in the wilderness, full of your instant hospitality.
I have tasted the ice and tenderness of life, and I have endured it.
Sometimes the cricket's Qiu Ge falls on the steps, stinging my heart and forcing me to cry.
I open my heart and offer my love to the stars in the daytime, whether life is illusory or real, whether the earth exists or disappears.
2. Ask Xu Zhimo to recite the whole poem in youth, and be anxious to recite a youth (1)! Why do you indulge in sadness? Why are you so happy to be sad? Unfortunately, you are a young man in this world, what is your sky like; You built a crystal palace, by the river with "cold eyes and tired bones" (melancholy)
The river is endless, tired of bones and cold eyes, and with some broken branches, the plaintive cries of stray geese are reflected in the crystal palace day and night-reflecting sadness, falling, singing eyes, boredom, the universe, gray life, you are alone in the palace, young man, moldy gold in your crown! Two young people! Why are you wandering about your dreams? Why are you obsessed with dreams? You are fortunate to be a young man in this world, and your heart is a free dream soul. You throw away the dusty headscarf, take off the dirt inside and outside, show your naked white body and jump into the ethereal dream tide.
The waves are rough and look sideways in the waves. Looking at the sunset glow and the stars all over the sky, the scene in the dream is vague, continuous, but distinct; Dream souls, unwilling to wake up, are willing to be swallowed up by long whales for this endless great freedom. Three youths! Why are you obsessed with the revolution, and why do you sacrifice for it? The water of the Yellow River comes from the top of Kunlun Mountain, and the scattered remains of China people are flooded with yellow sand. The sound is gloomy, desolate and miserable, like ghosts crying all over the Central Plains! The remains of China people! The waves can also recognize the ethics of ethics, the ethics of ancestors, and the fragments of God. -You don't see the remnants on both sides of the strait, but you wear the crown of loyal ministers and the braid of filial sons, and look at the clouds with tears+06964757A 6869416FE58685E5a9313326438 Yunya! Who can reverse this trend? Who can turn the tide of spirit? This poem was written in England in the spring of 1922.
Published in March 1923, 18, current affairs news, light of learning. ② transliteration of English "melancholy".
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3. Xu Zhimo's youth classic poems The default classification of Xu Zhimo's classic poems is 20 1 0-1612: 22: 26 reading 193 comment 0 font size: subscription1. When I walked, I dispersed, and my memory faded. Watch, you are tired and the stars are dim; Listen, I woke up and started complaining; Looking back, I found that you were gone, and suddenly I was confused.
My world is so quiet that I can hear my own heartbeat. The blood in the atrium slowly flows back to the ventricle, and so on.
Smart people like to guess their minds. They may have guessed other people's hearts, but they also lost themselves. Silly people, who like to give their hearts, may be cheated, but they may not be able to get others'.
You thought I was invulnerable, I thought you were invulnerable. 3. In your life, there will at least one time that you forget yourself for someone, asking for no result, no company, no ownership or even love, just meeting you in my most beautiful years.
PS: I will never be so brave again in my life, for you. 4. One person's indifference increases another person's difficulties, one person's loyalty increases another person's deception, one person's contribution increases another person's plunder, and one person's conviction increases another person's perfunctory. Love is one person plus another, but one plus one does not equal two, just as you add me, it does not equal us.
This feeling is called sex ... if you forget to wake up, I'd rather close my eyes first. When you say you are not good, I feel very painful and don't know how to comfort you. When you say you are drunk, I feel miserable, unable to control myself and confused.
My language is too pale, but my heart hurts because of everything you say. Too many can't, don't want to, want to leave, leave this painful you.
On the other hand, it is too difficult to empathize with others. I only care about my love. I forgot to leave, once and for all, I am used to having you, I am used to loving everything about you. 6. Many past events have become so blurred before our eyes. What we once believed, insisted on and believed, were actually nothingness and nothingness.
Suddenly found himself stupid, stupid. I swear, I laughed until tears came down.
Laughing at us for being so stupid, we are always repeating some injuries, and no one can avoid being discovered by pain. But I have been silly looking forward to it until I am disappointed, then looking forward to it, and then disappointed.
7. Accustomed to insomnia, accustomed to the silent night, lying in bed looking at the ceiling, thinking about my light blue clothes. Get used to sleeping with your partner. Get used to being alone in a room, holding a fluffy bear and sleeping alone.
Accustomed to eating salty, accustomed to the salt of the wound, it spread a little in my heart. I am used to looking at the sky and sitting alone in the well of love, reading poems about you.
Ps: Go ahead. I'm always used to being alone. 8. It's a pity that anyone who can't show his feelings, who pretends to be brave in a strange room, who is afraid of rotting at night and suddenly becoming savage, will block this pair of shoulders first. It's like a pair of wings hiding. People don't understand this. Once you are not satisfied, love first, count later, count after being sentimental. 9. I am used to waiting, so I can't resist standing in reincarnation.
I don't know how long it will take to see the answer; I don't know, so how long do I have to wait for the result? Miss, very light, that's because I can't see the result of miss. Perhaps, missing doesn't need results, it just proves that someone once existed in my heart.
Can you give me a proof that it once existed? 10. A person's world is quiet. You can hear your breathing and heartbeat quietly. It's cold, add a coat for yourself; If you are hungry, buy yourself a bread; If you are sick, give yourself a strong; Failure, give yourself a goal; Fall down, get up painfully and give yourself a tolerant smile. Yes, I am always alone. You have never been here before, and I have never been in your world. 1 1. I seem to be used to waiting, just thinking that waiting will come.
But in waiting, I missed the happiness that can be happy. Regret when you lose it, why you didn't catch it.
In fact, waiting itself is a ridiculous mistake. Know that you are waiting for unknown happiness ... 12. Maybe you can love many people, but only one person will make you laugh the brightest and cry the saddest.
For me-everyone should smile brightly, but I don't know who gave me the brightest smile. Crying, that's common.
But I don't understand who is sad and who makes me most sad. It's just that my heart hurts too much, too much ... and then I can't feel the pain.
I can't remember the light and shadow of the class barge. 13. I like a piece of music for a while, and I miss it for a while after listening to it.
Sitting for a while, missing the palmprint of another time. What was it like to listen to that song? Did we meet then? Meet or miss? Or, an encounter without an ending? 14. Winter has begun.
Light snow and heavy snow.
Solstice of winter. Minor Cold
Great cold. In the lonely winter when I can't meet the second lonely person.
Walk alone, sing alone, go shopping alone, and watch the world carnival alone. People walked hand in hand around the amusement park.
He is the only one for her. I am the only one for everyone.
The world is full of opportunities for us to meet. But I've never seen you.
15. Whether you see me or not, I am there, neither sad nor happy; Miss me, or don't miss me, I feel there, and I won't come or go; You love me, or you don't love me, love is there, neither increasing nor decreasing; You follow me, or you don't follow me, my hand is in your hand, and I won't give up. 16. The world used to be black and white upside down, but now it is back to gorgeous colors. The world once lost its voice, now you sing with me.
Night covers the left hand, and the left hand covers the right hand. The fingers that once held hands are closed alone at night.
The wind blows the sand into a desert, so you wait for me, waiting for ten years of long meditation. You are a legend in the world, and you are the only one in the world.
You made me spend a whole picture of my youth looking for you. Five, four, three, two, one. He and her mystery.
At first ... 17. When a person is immersed in a fantasy, he will turn it into a vague taste and treat it as real wine. You drink to get drunk; I drink to wake up from other kinds of drunkenness.
18. Some women. It will make people feel that no one in the world is willing to treat her badly.
But, this.
4. The youth poems written by Wang Guozhen, Haizi, Xu Zhimo and Xi Murong are recommended for your simple appreciation. I hope you like them: Wang Guozhen recommended the following "To the Distance" and "To the Distance": Men always want to go to the distance and want to make their lives more brilliant.
Walking on the rugged road, young eyes are full of dreams and thoughts. Whether you walk alone or together, make every footprint solid and powerful.
We learn to endure pain. Learn to collect tears like pearls and store them on the day of success, even in the sea of Wang Yang.
We learn to deal with misunderstandings. Learn to taste the bitter wine of life as a drink. No matter how many grievances and hardships life has experienced, we always wake up with a vibrant face every morning.
We learn to deal with rumors. Learning to face the vicissitudes of the world calmly and calmly, "suddenly dying without being surprised, adding this anger for no reason" is our courage and our cultivation.
We learn to seize every day. Life is short and the road is long. Let's cherish every scenery. We keep walking, and it becomes a landscape.
Towards the distance, from youth to youth, from youth to old age, we have moved from the stars to the sunset. Simple appreciation: This is a poem with profound meaning and philosophy.
The enlightenment to us is far-reaching. It inspires people to work hard, unwilling to be mediocre, unwilling to be silent forever, and life is short and struggling. Although you go where you want to go, since the goal is the horizon, you should leave the cold wind and bitter rain behind, so life should be pursued.
Haizi recommended The Sea Facing Spring: From tomorrow on, be a happy person, feed horses, chop firewood and travel around the world. From tomorrow on, I care about food and vegetables. I have a house facing the sea, and it will bloom in spring from tomorrow. Write to every relative and tell them my happiness. That happy lightning told me that I would tell everyone to give every river and mountain a warm name, stranger. And I wish you a bright future. I wish you a happy life in the world. I just want to face the sea and spring blossoms. Haizi's lyric poem "Facing the Sea, Blooming in Spring" is simple in language, natural in image, elegant in thought and neat in form, which makes people feel unfinished after reading it. Xu Zhimo recommended: "The Happiness of Snowflakes" If I were a snowflake, rushing in mid-air, I would definitely recognize my direction-fly, fly, fly-there is my direction on this ground.
Don't go to the cold valley, don't go to the lonely foothills, don't go to the deserted streets to be disappointed-fly, fly, fly-you see, I have my direction! Juanjuan danced in mid-air and recognized the quiet residence. The garden was waiting for her to visit-fly, fly, fly-ah, she smelled of cinnabar plum! At that time, I clung to her skirt with my light body, close to her gentle heart-dissolve, dissolve, dissolve-dissolve into her gentle heart! Appreciation: The Happiness of Snowflakes is the first collection of poems by Xu Zhimo, which can be regarded as one of the representative works of Xu Zhimo's early poems. The author described the beautiful image of snowflake, and vividly wrote the happiness of snowflake with handsome writing.
This poem has a brisk rhythm, clear tone and beautiful artistic conception. Expressed the author's pursuit of ideals.
It is not only a lyric poem, but also a love poem, which shows the yearning for freedom of life and the desire for freedom of love. Xi Murong recommended: History Museum-can a person's life be like a museum? At first, there were only the moon and the cave in the extremely cold and dark memory, and then you came to me with a smile. On a cool morning, the clouds dispersed. Since I'm going to see you along the road, please let's settle in a place rich in aquatic plants. I will learn to foretell bad luck on Oracle bones and burn love and faith like ripples on painted pottery. At that time, all the stories started from a Xiangjiang River. A thousand poems about hibiscus crossing the river are also simple, and the heart is also simple. Two geese and birds fly very fast. As the seasons change along the river, I slowly look south. My round hand engraved with wood Guanyin also carved a smiling lip of a stone Buddha in Sui Dynasty. Then it gradually presents the dearest and most familiar outline in my heart. In the huge and cold grottoes, I was a humble and resentful craftsman, who painted it three times over and over again. What's the matter? Why do I always miss the moment of hope in the Millennium cycle? The clue I buried for you before the sandstorm came. Why do you always miss some important details after a sandstorm? I finally got home, poured you a glass of wine in tears on a moonlit night, and then pulled out my pipa to urge you to get on the horse. At that time, the world rich in water and plants had already entered the myth. There are only withered red willows and poplars and yellow sand in Wan Li, one after another. It seems that there is always a tide calling in the dark night, and my arms are full of unsolvable tenderness. The spring day embroidered with colorful silk threads is getting farther and farther, and the clouds are getting thicker and thicker. My mottled heart is wandering slowly between legends and legends, and I will meet you again in this life. You are outside the cupboard, and I am eagerly waiting for you through the cold glass. Speaking of mistakes, you seem to hear some voices. Of course, you can never trust all these silks, all three colors and clay sculptures. All the carvings in this cabinet are my love for you. They are the souls that I have survived thousands of times. In the twilight, you turn and drift away. There was silence in the corridor, and so were the gods. Finally, it turned into stone, just like there were thousands of hibiscus in Qian Qian outside the corridor in a previous life. The soft purple powder in the water and a white image like snow painted by Anonymous Song faded away in time. Simple Appreciation: This poem is regarded as the best of Xi Murong's poems in Selected Love Poems of Taiwan Province Province, which integrates modern poetry into the classical lotus image.
It's like an exhibition in a history museum has a soul overnight, and after your expectations fail, you finally lose it.
5. Xu Zhimo's youth movement articles "Youth Movement" and "Political Life and Sister-in-law Wang San" were written for the "ideal" that was never born; In addition, the Morning Post Supplement has published two articles, namely "Suicide" and "Being Old, Playing Old". Originally, four articles were added: one is "Eating Tea", a speech by a civilian middle school, but the original manuscript is incomplete. After several moves recently, even the remnants can't be found; First, "On New Style", with only a few pages left in the manuscript, cannot be rewritten; There are also two English articles, one is Art and Life, which was published in Creative Monthly, and the other is a speech at the Friends of Literature Association-personal impressions of herbert george wells, Edward Carpenter and Katherine Manthfield-but now they all look disgusting, so I decided to delete them.
Among modern literary writers, Xu Zhimo, who died young, naturally has more young readers. Many times, the phrase "Farewell to Cambridge" suddenly comes out of the mouths of young men and women, which makes people feel really excited. Xu Zhimo is simply the embodiment of romance.
Although many collections of Xu Zhimo's works have been published, due to Xu Zhimo's personal understanding and the limitations of the times, in his articles, he was suspicious and fearful of the Russian revolution and the China revolution at that time, and his tendency to swing to decadence was obvious. Please pay attention to distinguish between young readers.
6. What are Xu Zhimo's classic poems? 1. I will visit my only soul mate in the vast sea of people; I am lucky to get it; No, my life. -to Liang Qichao
You remember better, but you'd better forget. -"Accidental"
Most importantly, the gentleness of bowing your head is like the shyness of a hibiscus. -"Annola"
Let me use a whole picture of youth to find you. -"mystery"
I am an ordinary person, and I can't expect to be worthy of your attention in the crowd. -"Revelation of Love"
6. I left quietly, just as I came quietly; I waved my sleeve without taking away a cloud. -Goodbye to Cambridge
7. You know, I know you know. -"I am waiting for you"
8. If you are awake, you can't fall asleep. If you are awake, you can't be stupid. When the gorgeous leaves fall, the thread of life is clearly visible. -"The most beautiful April day on earth"
9. Moonlight, can you put my dream soul on a magnolia branch three or five feet away from her? -Qiu Si in the Indian Ocean.
10. It's you and me, one south and one north. You said I was willing to leave the south, I only said you wouldn't go to the north with me. -"Love Eyebrows"