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The content of the poem "Clouds in Pants"
The full text of the poem "Clouds in Pants" is as follows:

Why do you call me a poet?

I am not a poet.

I'm just a crying child.

You see

I only shed silent tears.

Why do you call me a poet?

My sadness is everyone's misfortune.

I used to have insignificant happiness.

So insignificant

If I told you,

I will blush.

Today I thought about death.

I want to die.

Just because I'm tired.

Just because of the glass windows of the cathedral

The portrait of an angel makes me tremble with love and sadness.

Just because

Now I am as meek as a mirror.

Like an unfortunate and sad mirror.

You see

I am not a poet.

I'm just a sad child who wants to die.

Don't be surprised at my sadness.

And don't ask me.

I will only say something useless to you.

So futile

I really like it.

Cry like you're dying

My tears

When you pray, you are as sad as a rosary.

But I'm not a poet.

I'm just a docile one

A brooding child

I love all ordinary life.

I saw the passion fade away.

For those things that have left us.

But you laughed at me.

You don't know me.

I guess

I am a patient.

I am really a patient.

I will die a little every day.

I can see.

Just like those things.

I am not a poet.

I know

If you want to be called a poet

Should live a completely different life.

The sky is smoking.

Forgotten blue sky

Dark clouds are like ragged fugitives.

I use them to express this last love.

This love is bright and dazzling

Like a blush on the face of a lung patient.

Your thoughts

Disillusionment in a weak mind

Like a fat servant lying on a greasy sofa.

I came to Doby for it.

Let it hit the fragments of my bloody heart.

I'm reckless and spicy.

I will tease it to my heart's content.

There is not a gray hair in my soul.

There is no warmth and haggard of the old man.

I shocked the world with the power of my throat.

Come on, I'm very handsome.

I'm only 22 years old.

Rude people beat love on the timpani.

whale

Play the violin for love

None of you can turn yourself in like me.

Turn my whole body into two lips

Come and see me-

Come out of the living room, wearing foreign gauze clothes.

A dignified and polite lady in the ranks of angels

Just like a chef flipping through a cookbook,

You turn your lips calmly.

If you'd like-

I can become a crazy person because of lust.

Change the mood

It's like the sky is sunny and cloudy.

If you'd like-

I can be an blameless and warm person.

Not a man.

It's a cloud in my pants.

I don't believe it.

There will be a good place with beautiful flowers and plants.

I'm going to sing a hymn again.

A person who can't sleep well like a hospital.

A woman who is abused like a motto.

Extended data:

This long poem named "Clouds in Pants", written on 19 15, is the representative work of the poet Mayakovski and named after the first movement, namely "Down with Your Love". This poem is dedicated by the poet to his muse, that is, the woman left behind by the poet who pierced her heart with a bullet-Lily.

This means that this poem is also a sad poem. The poet never married and never aged. Although he was 37 years old when he ended his life and reached middle age, he was always young and lived in his "22-year-old passion" forever. This passionate poem is also a poem full of sadness.

Ku Yun, the representative work before the October Revolution, is said to be written for the first lover. This poem has four parts, and here is just a prelude.

This long poem was written in1914-1915.

Mayakovski, whose original name was Thiteenth Angel Bardiel, said in the preface: "The cloud in pants is the basic idea of contemporary art:' Down with your love',' Down with your art',' Down with your system' and' Down with your religion'-these are the four slogans of the four movements."

This long poem is dedicated to Sally, you and Brick, who is Mayakovski's closest girlfriend.

References:

Baidu Encyclopedia-Clouds in Pants