An English poem about youth-an elegy destined for youth and its Chinese translation;
What kind of death knell is this for those who die like animals?
Only the great anger of guns.
Only the rattle of a stuttering rifle.
Can say their hasty prayers.
What kind of death knell has sounded for those who died tragically?
Only the roar of a creepy spear.
Only Parker kept stuttering.
You can rush out of their prayers before they die
Did not laugh at them; No prayers, no bells,
There was no sound of mourning except the choir.
The piercing and crazy cannonball choir;
The horn calling them came from the sad county.
There are no false hymns, no prayers and church bells.
There is no lamentation, and there is no funeral chorus.
Crying shells, sharp frantically chorus * * *.
In the sad bunker, the horn sounded asking them to charge and retreat.
What candles are you holding to speed them up?
Not in the hands of boys, but in their eyes.
Will shine with the sacred light of farewell.
What kind of candlelight might be used to urge them to leave for war?
Not in the hands of boys, but in their eyes.
A farewell shining with divine brilliance.
The girl's pale eyebrows will be their coffin cover;
Their flowers are the tenderness of patient hearts,
Draw down the curtains every slow evening.
The girls' pale faces will be their white coffins.
The gentleness and patience of the family will be their beautiful funeral.
The front line is dying day by day, one after another. The rear area is dying day by day, and the curtain is hanging.
Youth without regrets, the second part of British youth poems
Youth without complaining
Xi Murong
Author: Xi Murong
If you fall in love when you are young
When you are young, if you love someone.
Please-be nice to him.
Please be gentle with him.
No matter how long or short you share your hearts.
No matter how long you have been in love,
If your feelings will continue, then
If you can always be gentle, then,
Every moment will be incomparable perfection.
All the moments will be flawless beauty.
If you have to leave, still say goodbye to her affectionately.
If you have to part, say goodbye.
Be filled with gratitude
And be grateful in my heart,
For the memory he left you.
Thank him for giving you a memory.
When you grow up, you will realize.
You won't know until you grow up.
At the moment when you suddenly recall those moments
At the moment when I suddenly looked back,
Youth without resentment has no regrets.
Youth without resentment has no regrets,
Just like an old moon, it is beautifully dotted with mountains.
Like a quiet full moon on the mountain.
The flight of youth is the flight of youth.
Richard Henry stoddard
All our losses will be compensated.
Everything we have lost can be compensated,
All our pains can be comforted;
All our pains can be comforted;
But when the youth of dreams dies,
But once the dreamy youth disappears,
It took something from our hearts,
It took away the beautiful things in our hearts,
It will never come again.
Never come back.
We are stronger and better,
We become stronger and more perfect,
Under manhood? Stricter rule;
Driven by severe adult life;
We still feel something sweet.
But still feel the sweet feeling,
Follow youth, with fast steps,
As youth flies,
Never come again.
Never come back.
Some beautiful things have disappeared,
Beauty is gone,
We sigh in vain;
We sigh for this in vain;
We can see it everywhere,
Although between heaven and earth,
On earth, in the air,
We can see the charm of youth everywhere,
But it will never come again!
But it will never come back!