Riding a stream in the lonely moon on the horizon, hungry apes crow in the mountains.
Appreciation: By Emperor Xie E (786-842) (809-823). He is obsessed with Chinese
Riding a stream in the lonely moon on the horizon, hungry apes crow in the mountains.
Appreciation: By Emperor Xie E (786-842) (809-823). He is obsessed with Chinese studies and is quite accomplished in poetry, music and calligraphy. His calligraphy has the reputation of "three strokes in the world". This poem is fresh and elegant, with a sense of detachment from the world. It is very rare to write such authentic Tang poems in Japan.
2. Toyotomi Hideyoshi sings for herself.
I am like the morning glow, coming and going in a hurry.
Osaka is magnificent, magnificent and dreamlike.
(Toyotomi Hideyoshi is Yukio Hatoyama. This poem was sung before he died.
3. In the fields in summer
In summer fields, in ripe rye fields,
The girl is singing:
"Tell me, kind people,
Where does my love live?
I looked for it, but I couldn't find it.
I called it, but it didn't answer. ...
Even if only one address is given,
Even if you only say one word to me! ……"
The girl walked and sighed:
Step on the tender grass in the field.
Doesn't she understand?
I am her neighbor;
Maybe a little.
She doesn't know,
The most reliable address in the world
Right in my heart.
Isakovski (1900- 1973)
Russian poet in the Soviet Union. 19 14 started his literary creation, and his early works included a collection of poems, Stairs along the Times, Leap, Wires in the Straw and Other Provinces. During the Great Patriotic War, many of his works were widely sung as songs. 1943 won the Stalin Literature Award for his excellent lyrics such as Who Know Him, Katyusha and Farewell. 1949, he won the Stalin Prize again for his lyric poetry collection Poems and Songs. 1969, he completed his autobiography in the land of Yenia.
4. Shakespeare's Sonnets (Excerpts)
We need a lot of natural beauties,
Let the beautiful roses never fade,
But the blooming flowers should be carved in time,
You should give your memory to a fragile heir;
But you, only with your bright eyes,
Feed yourself as fuel for the flame in your eyes,
It's too hard to fight against yourself,
Turn fertile land into wasteland.
You are now a fresh ornament on the earth,
It is also the only striker in Jinxiu Yangchun.
Why bury Fuyuan in the bud,
Gentle bitch, stingy, but save it?
Have pity on the world, otherwise, greedy husband,
Swallow a part of the world from you and the grave.