1. Xu Zhimo's classic poems
Farewell to Cambridge
I left quietly,
When I came softly;
I waved gently,
Say goodbye to the western clouds.
Golden willow by the river,
Is the bride in the sunset;
Shadows in the waves,
Ripple in my heart.
Green grass on the soft mud,
Oily, swaying at the bottom of the water;
In the soft waves of Cambridge,
I would like to be an aquatic plant!
A pool in the shade of elm trees,
Not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky,
Crushed between floating algae,
Precipitate a rainbow-like dream.
Looking for dreams? Take a wormwood,
Back to the greener grass,
Full of stars,
Play songs in a starry place.
But I can't play songs,
Quiet is 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,
Don't take away a cloud.
2. Xu Zhimo's classic poems
Build a wall
You and I can't profane this word,
Don't forget your oath before God.
Not only do I want your tenderest love,
Wrapped in my heart forever like a banana coat;
I hope your love is as strong as steel,
Build a wall in this flowing life;
Let the autumn wind blow away all the yellow leaves in the garden,
Let termites rot the painted walls for thousands of years;
So one day a thunderbolt shook the universe,-
It cannot shake the freedom in the "love wall" between you and me!
3. Xu Zhimo's classic poems
Residual stone
Who do you blame? Who do you blame? Is this thunder in the blue sky?
Close, lock;
Dust on the tiles until tomorrow!
Don't look at the smooth white stone steps until tomorrow, alas,
Grass grows in cracks,
The pine trees on the stone are full of berries!
There are fish in the sapphire jar under the porch. It's really phoenix tail.
But who else will change water,
Who will feed the grass? Feed the grass?
Three or five days ago, be sure to turn your eyes to your white belly.
Don't die floating,
Let the ice decompose!
The most pitiful are those Ying Ge people with red mouths and green hair.
Let the queen teach you well and sing along with the flute.
Pampered, fed late,
Just swearing,
Now, you're in charge!
There is only an empty yard waiting for you to answer! ……
4. Xu Zhimo's classic poems
A night of cold jade
You really left, tomorrow? Then I, then I, ...
You don't have to worry, sooner or later;
If you want to remember me, remember me,
Otherwise, forget the world before it's too late.
With me, I don't have to think about time and space.
Think of it as a dream, a fantasy;
Think of it as the residual red we saw the day before yesterday.
Timid and pitying in front of the wind, a fluttering,
Two petals, fall to the ground, step on them and turn into mud. ...
Alas, people step on it and turn it into mud-it's clean when it turns into mud.
This half-dead man is suffering,
Looking at an attic, heavy and tearful-
Oh, my God, why did you come? Why did you come? ...
I can't forget you, the day you came,
As if the dark future is bright,
You are my husband, my lover, my benefactor,
You taught me what life is and what love is.
You woke me up in a coma and cleared me.
How do I know the sky is high and the grass is green without you?
Touch my heart, how fast it beats;
Touch my face again, how burnt it is, thank you for the night.
Invisible; Love, I can't breathe,
Stop kissing me; I can't stand this kind of intense work,
My soul is like a burning brick these days.
Wrought iron, under the hammer of love, hits, hits and sparks.
Scattered ... I'm dizzy, hold me tight,
Love, let me stay in this quiet garden,
How beautiful it is to die on your chest with your eyes closed!
The wind rustled in the white tree overhead,
This is my funeral song, this breeze,
Blowing from the olive grove, with pomegranate flowers,
Take my soul away, firefly,
Affectionate and dedicated fireflies, with their light,
I stopped when I got to the bridge with the third ring hole.
Look, you're holding my half-hot body,
Call me, kiss me, shake me, suck me, ...
I will smile and follow the breeze,
Let him lead me, heaven, hell, anywhere,
Anyway, lose this disgusting life and experience this death.
In love, the death of this love center is not as good as.
500 reincarnations? ..... selfish, I know,
But I don't care ... will you die with me?
Why, it's not a complete "love to death" without a pair,
If you want to fly, you must fight with two pairs of wings.
It's different to take care of when you go to heaven,
I can't live without you and you can't live without me;
If it's hell, you won't be at ease if I go alone.
You said that hell might be more civilized than this world.
Although I don't believe that a delicate flower like me,
There is no guarantee that there will be no more storms.
You can't hear me clearly when I call you.
That's not asking for liberation, but throwing it into the mud,
On the contrary, cold-eyed ghosts colluded with hard-hearted people.
Laugh at my fate and your cowardice and carelessness?
That's right. What should I do?
It's hard to live, it's too hard, and you can't get rid of it when you die.
I don't want you to sacrifice your future for me.
Alas! You said you'd better live and wait for that day!
Is there that day? -You are my confidence;
But you must leave at dawn. Do you really have the heart?
Leave without me? I can't keep you, it is fate;
But this flower, without sun and dew soaking,
If you don't die, you will inevitably fall out. What a pity!
You can't forget me, dear, except in your heart,
I have no life; Yes, I listen to you, I wait,
I have to wait patiently when Cycas bloom;
Love, you will always be a star above my head;
If I die unfortunately, I will become a firefly.
In this garden, next to the grass roots, flying in the dark,
Dusk flies to midnight, midnight flies to dawn,
I just hope there are no clouds in the sky, and I can see the sky.
The unchanging big star in the sky is you,
I hope you can shine more light for me at night,
Through the day, through the heart of love ...
5. Xu Zhimo's classic poems
The Last Day
In the year when the spring breeze no longer came back,
When the dead branches are no longer green,
At that time, there was no light in the sky.
Only the dark devil smells.
The dead space of the sun, moon and starlight;
On the day when all the standards are met,
When revaluing all values:
Exposed to the power of final judgment
All hypocrisy and vanity and vanity:
The red soul fell before the Lord; ——
I love it, then you and I don't have to be proud anymore,
There is no need to complain, argue or hide.
Your heart and mine are like snow-white ice love,
On the green stem of love, you are beautiful, happy and beautiful.
Love is the glory of God.
6. Xu Zhimo's classic poems
accidental
I am a cloud in the sky,
Occasionally projected into your heart—
You shouldn't be surprised,
There's no need to be happy-
It disappeared in an instant.
You and I met in the dark sea,
You have yours, I have mine, direction;
You remember it well,
You forgot,
The light that shines on each other at this intersection.
7. Xu Zhimo's classic poems
I have a lover.
I have a love; ——
I love stars in the sky;
I like their crystals:
There is no such strange god on earth.
On a cold evening in winter,
On a lonely and gloomy morning.
At sea, at the top of the mountain after the storm—
There will always be one, ten thousand stars!
The embrace of grass flowers by the mountain stream,
The joy of the children upstairs,
Traveler's Light and South Needle:—
A shining elf thousands of miles away!
I have a broken soul,
Like a pile of broken crystals,
Scattered among weeds in the wilderness—
Sip your immediate attention.
The ice and tenderness of life,
I have tasted it, and I have endured it;
Sometimes the cricket's Qiu Ge is placed on the steps,
It broke my heart and made me cry.
I showed my honesty,
Give love to the star of tomorrow,
Whether life is illusory or real.
Is the earth inside or outside-
There are always stars in the sky!
8. Xu Zhimo's classic poems
Leifeng movie under the moon
I send you a shadow of Leifeng Tower,
Thick dark clouds and white clouds all over the sky;
I'll give you a top of Leifeng Tower,
The bright moon is projected on the sleeping heart.
Late at night, Yi Yita shadow,
Clouds in the moonlight, slender wavy scales-
If you and I are swinging on a bare boat,
If you and I create a complete dream!
9. Xu Zhimo's classic poems
Farewell to Cambridge
Goodbye, Cambridge;
My heart is full of feelings of parting,
You are my rare confidant. I used to
Say goodbye to my parents in my hometown and go to the Pacific Ocean.
(Counting one autumn and two autumn, it has passed four degrees.
During the Spring and Autumn Period, wanderers were overseas, in America and Europe)
Keywords fuso style, banana situation in Honolulu,
The calm sea expands my mind and spirit,
Now it's all mountains and rivers in the dream.
Gloomy, at the bottom of my spiritual home;
My mother's tears of parting, her weak hands.
Send the color of the towel to the pulsator,
Salty sea breeze, elegant seabird attachment,
This is a treasure in my memory, and every time I
I couldn't help crying when I pressed it, so I thought
Li came home and curled up in his mother's arms again.
Reply to my beloved happiness;
Every time I think about how hard I have worked in my life,
How many sacrifices, just a waste of money,
I have been running for four years, after all, I am learning by name.
On the road of knowledge, I picked several flowers and plants.
On the mountain of truth, climb several peaks,
Have you ever heard Tian Jun's wonderful music, colorful red,
But remember? -But what should I say?
I am proud of the civilization of tall buildings and high-speed cars.
Never erased my soul, today.
I am an antique, with a strong bridge shadow.
You can still meet each other calmly and say goodbye.
Goodbye, Cambridge!
You and I met late, but this year,
The anger of my spiritual revolution has been washed away.
On both sides of your charming river, after that
When the wind is clear and the moon is bright, look after me and feel hot.
The old traces of flooding still remain by the grass bridge,
When the swallow returns next year, please remember me with a sigh.
Syllables, silent songs, rotten moire
Cai Xia should reflect my thoughts and feelings.
On this day, I retreated to the poetic heart of the sky.
Praise the evening scenery and early morning in Mu Jing.
Rich tenderness; Listen! A soft bell
Explain the new autumn mood, travelers don't mean anything,
My soul is jumping, and I want to change people's voices.
Shockingly, I love Cambridge,
If a loving mother wants to sleep, hug a gentle kiss slowly;
Cambridge! You will always be my hometown of spiritual attachment!
Although this body is Wan Li, dreams and souls are always around.
Around you, let the Mediterranean wind point to the east,
I will also go back to the west to see the colors;
If my mother asks to make friends overseas after returning home,
I will count Cambridge first, on a warm winter night.
Before wintersweet, carefully distinguish the phase, feeling and taste of this day;
If my star is bright and blessed, I will be rewarded.
Then in the spring season, when you fly to the west,
Come back, pick up the needle and line,
Embroider the flowers of my ideal life and realize it.
The soul footprint that lingers in dreams for years,
Fragrant and fragrant, soft and festive, increasing the romantic flow on the river;
So although I don't mean much, my desire is also strong.
Last night, the moon shone on the forest, and I have poured out my heart to it.
The accumulation of hearts, the rain this morning is sad,
Is a bird without joy also a disappointment?
Love, tired vines grow grass, tears pay zero!
Cambridge! There is gold in the mountains and stars in the sky.
The wealth of life is empathy, even if
There is no gold in the mountains, and the stars are scattered all over the sky, but sympathy still exists.
Will always be inexhaustible gold in the universe,
Ignorant star; Lenny and Yue Ning.
Environment, and sacred and happy time,
I'm smart. I can only climb and wash.
Miao Ling blooms because of the spring grass and shines because of the sun and the moon.
Listen to natural music and sip ancient and modern immortality.
-literary elite half stronger than your parents;
Climb to the top of the mountain and look back.
The vast brilliance of truth, goodness and beauty has wings.
The lower bound of humanitarian peristalsis is reflected in Langran.
The warp and weft of life are red and gold in the blood,
All efforts to love the Lord and God;
Cambridge! Are you not the source of my life?
You treat me like a treasure, countless; The most unforgettable
Music of Star Phosphorus Dam under Staten Bridge,
Playing and dancing diligently, I often languish in the middle of the night,
Listening to the tired cows chewing food on the black pasture,
Fish jump among the water plants, insects laugh among the water plants, and gently pick silence;
Unforgettable spring night, splashing a sea of pure gold,
Submerged tower bell tower, long wall short.
Thousands of roofs burst, emitting smoke, white waves and green fields.
An unforgettable old tree in Maolin; Juganshang
Wear thin tea green, but teach oblique sunrise,
Put on some rouge and pretend to be coy;
Unforgettable July dusk, the trees in the distance are very quiet,
Like a mountain splashed with ink, it is lined with soft moth color.
Dense, seven points goose yellow, three points orange green,
That wonderful meaning can only be captured on the edge of Qiu Meng;
Unforgettable night, poetic birds in the shade of elm trees,
Passionate, teach roses to nod with tears,
The sky is full of stars singing and dancing, and money lives far and near.
Romantic dream soul, deeply obsessed with fragrance;
Unforgettable village girl's blush and white neck;
Unforgettable embroidered screens with weeping willows,
Calea in Nana, the alumni residence in Shuomei;
-But how can I count, in short, here?
Man and nature are in perfect harmony, though as small as an inch of mustard,
There is also a pure spirit: flowing through it,
And this spirit, as Wanji Wantu said.
"Through my blood, my heart" and "Zhen Xun"
The power of correction "; Although I am going back to my hometown,
When he left, he turned and left home;
Cambridge! I can blame you when I hear this in my hometown.
Love, but I have my own rumors to pay for you;
I'm leaving today, and I'll remember the new Myrica rubra next spring.
When I go public, I hope I will come back with a smile.
Goodbye, I love Cambridge.
10. Xu Zhimo's classic poems
cracked
( 1)
Sitting late at night:
When the window has round lights,
The wind carries dust in the street.
Running in the alley:
I want to curl up on a bare nib.
A broken tone,
To express my broken thoughts.
(2)
Sitting late at night:
The sharp night is cool in the window.
Jealous of the waste heat in the house,
Nor forgive my limbs;
But I'm going to draw it with my semi-dry ink
Some broken patterns,
Because broken, broken is my mind.
(3)
Sitting late at night,
Surrounded by some ugly ghosts:
Burned trees
Yelling along the frozen river,
Compared with the desperate posture,
Just as I want to be in a broken consciousness
Reproduce a broken world.
(4)
Sitting late at night,
Close your eyes and look back at the clouds in the past;
Ah, she is still Bai Lianhua in Leng Yan.
Leaning against the breeze, ten thousand kinds of exquisiteness;
But I am not sunshine or dew,
I only have difficulty breathing,
Like a group of mice stuck between the rafters.
Chase, pursue darkness and nothingness!