Heine's poems

1, "Lyric Episode" No.9

On the wings of singing,

Honey, I'll fly you there,

Fly to Yuan Ye on the Ganges,

There is a place with beautiful scenery.

The garden is full of colors.

Bathed in the moonlight,

Lotus is waiting.

Their dear sister.

Look up at the stars;

Roses whisper,

Is it sweet? .

A docile and clever antelope

Jump over and listen,

The rolling waves of the holy river

Running in the distance.

We're going to land there

Rest under palm trees,

Drink love, peace,

Sweet dreams.

2. The troubles of youthNo. 16

I want to use gold foil, roses and cypress branches,

Decorate this book beautifully,

Decorate it as a coffin,

Then put my poems in the library to read and bury.

Ah, I wish I could bury my love!

Grass grows beside the grave of love,

It bloomed and was picked by people.

But it won't blossom for me until I go to the grave.

This is my dissolute poem in the past,

Like lava from Mount Etna.

From the bottom of my heart,

Flying everywhere bursts with brilliant sparks.

They are as silent as dead bodies now.

They are pale, cold and stiff now.

But if there is a spirit of love running on it,

It will inspire the enthusiasm of the past.

So I have a lot of hunches,

The dew of love will one day shed poems over and over again;

This book will fall on your head one day.

Your distant dear close friend.

At that time, these pale words,

Will leave the magic net of poetry and look at you,

It looks into your beautiful eyes imploringly,

Sorrow and love are intertwined.

3. The Sixth Confession of Beihai Collection

Twilight is getting thicker and thicker,

The tide is more turbulent,

I sat by the sea.

Watching the waves dance wildly at sea,

My heart is like the sea,

Deep homesickness comes to mind,

I am attached to you, and you are gentle and charming.

Floating in front of my eyes,

Call me everywhere,

Everywhere, flying around,

Sometimes with the howling wind, the sea cries wildly.

Sometimes it melts into my inner sigh.

I carefully wrote this sentence on the beach with a gentle reed:

Agnus, I love you!

But fierce waves are rude,

Drowned this sweet heart,

Wash it without leaving a trace.

Slender and fragile reed stalks, scattered quicksand,

The foam is splashing, I don't believe you anymore!

The darker the sky is, the more excited my heart is.

I use my strong hands from the vast forests of Norway.

Call the tallest fir tree, it goes straight into the sky,

I'll straighten it.

Mount Etna, flaming,

I use this djinn pen full of flames.

Write my heart in the dark sky:

Agnus, I love you!

4. Return to Native Series 2

For some reason,

I am so sad;

An old fairy tale,

I will never forget it.

It's late, the air is cold,

The Rhine flows quietly;

The shimmering brilliance of the setting sun

Shining on the hills.

The most beautiful girl,

Sitting on it, radiant;

Gold jewelry glitters,

She combed her blonde hair.

She combed her hair with a gold comb,

Still singing a song;

The tone of this song,

There is charming magic.

The boatman on the boat,

Feel the pain of fantasy;

He doesn't look at the rocks in the water,

But just look up at the heights.

I know, the last wave,

Swallowed the boatman and the boat;

Lorelei used her singing,

Created this disaster.

5. Primary collection regression number 17

Bless you, your great

A capital full of mystery.

In your city.

My lover once lived.

Tell me, towers and gates,

Where is my dearest person?

I entrusted her to you,

You should be my sponsors.

My lover is carrying a suitcase,

Leaving the capital in such a hurry,

This tower can't move a step,

Of course, it is irresponsible.

But that door. Quiet as a mouse.

Let my lover abscond;

The mind of that female fool,

This fool should know.

6. Lyric episode 10

Furong was frightened.

Afraid of the bright sun,

A low pink neck falls asleep.

Waiting for night arrival.

Her lover moon

Pour out the light, call her,

The flowers rushed at him affectionately.

Take off the veil from your face.

The lotus is in full bloom.

Looking up at the heights silently,

She cried and trembled, and the fragrance was overflowing.

Because of the pain of love and acacia.

7. Lyric episode 10

Furong was frightened.

Afraid of the bright sun,

A low pink neck falls asleep.

Waiting for night arrival.

Her lover moon

Pour out the light, call her,

The flowers rushed at him affectionately.

Take off the veil from your face.

The lotus is in full bloom.

Looking up at the heights silently,

She cried and trembled, and the fragrance was overflowing.

Because of the pain of love and acacia.

8. Lyric EpisodeNo. 16

The stars didn't move,

Hanging high in the air,

Looked at each other for thousands of years,

With the pain of love.

They speak a language,

Rich and beautiful, endless mystery.

But not a linguist.

Be able to understand it

But I learned,

I will never forget;

A dictionary I use.

This is my lover's face.

9. Lyric Episode No.42.

Countless ancient phantoms

Raised from the grave,

It's like I'm by your side.

It took me a few days.

It feels like a dream during the day.

Running all over the street;

People looked at me strangely,

I am silent and sad.

The atmosphere at night is better,

The streets are empty;

Just me and my figure,

Wandering silently.

I strolled across the bridge,

Footsteps echoed;

The moon emerged from the clouds,

Pay tribute with focused eyes.

I stopped in front of your house,

Staring at the sky.

Staring at your window

I feel sad in my heart.

I know you often lean out of the window.

Peep down,

Look at me standing in the moonlight,

Like a pillar.

10, to my mother B. Heine, No.2.

I left you wishful thinking,

I want to travel around the world,

Want to see if I can find love,

So that I can embrace love affectionately.

I am looking for love, walking in the streets.

Reach out to the door of every house,

Begging for a little charity of love,

But I was laughed at and only received cold hate.

I'm always running around, always looking for it,

I can see, but I can never find love.

Finally, I was depressed and went home.

At that time, I saw you coming towards me.

Alas, the deepest feeling in your eyes,

This is the sweet love I have been looking for for for a long time.

Because my lightning is amazing.

You see, I can't thunder.

You are wrong, because so am I.

Have amazing abilities.

Once that day comes.

This ability proved to be terrible.

You will hear my voice.

This is a thunderbolt in the sky, a storm.

The storm will come on that day.

Even knocked down some loose trees.

Some church towers are going to collapse!

Some palaces will be shaken!

12, "Assorted Poems" Smart Star

Flowers can easily touch people's feet,

Most people will be trampled;

Whether shy or bold,

People always crush it when they walk by.

Pearls are hidden in the treasure chest of the sea,

But it will also be discovered,

Drill them, buckle them,

Tie the silk rope firmly.

13, 20th New Alexandria Current Affairs Poetry

There was a king in the far north,

I like drinking champagne best;

As soon as he drinks champagne,

Tears in her eyes.

There are knights sitting around him,

Master's degree in history law school;

But the king is not good at talking,

Vaguely say:

The Greek hero Alexander,

With a few excellent soldiers

Conquered the whole world,

He likes drinking.

He fought those wars,

The war made him very thirsty;

Drunk to death after victory,

His capacity for alcohol is average.

I'm better than him,

I imagined it more cleverly:

I started from the beginning, first and then,

I started with a swig.

Get drunk and go out later,

Will make me have greater achievements;

Stumbling from one hotel to another,

I will conquer the world.

14, Spring Festival Collection No.6

Beautiful bell.

Gently through my heart,

Koharu song,

Please send the bell to a distant place.

All the way to that house,

Where there are beautiful flowers,

If you see a rose,

Please say hello to her for me.

15, Romantic No.7, 1829

Give me a noble and spacious place,

So that I can die comfortably!

Ah, don't let me suffocate here,

Die in this narrow street world!

They eat and drink there,

With the joy and complacency of the mole,

They are very generous,

Like a hole in a charity box.

They have cigars in their mouths,

Put your hands in your pockets;

Their digestive ability is also very good,

But who can stand them like that!

Spices from all over the world,

They underwrite everything.

But despite the perfume in the air,

I often smell rotten cod.

Ah, I want to see the great evil,

Look at that cruel evil,

Don't look at this disgusting virtue,

This kind of morality that money can buy!

Clouds in the sky, take me away,

No matter how far!

Lapland, or Africa.

Even Pomerania, go! Go!

Ah, take me. It ignored me.

What a coincidence the clouds are in the sky!

It floats above the city.

Hurriedly accelerated the walk away.

Wang Mian's Poems

Wang Mian's Poems

1, Mo Mei

The first tree in my Xiyan Lake is light ink.

Don't praise the good color, as long as it is clear and full of dried Kun.

2. "Samui March 8th"

A tree with white jade strips is inclined, and the snow is fluttering in the spring breeze.

Although Gushan is old, it is Lin Hejing. It has been singing for many years and has crossed six bridges.

3. "Red Plum Eighteen"

Jade bone was shy and drunk in the spring breeze.

The green room is warm at midnight, and I don't dream of pear blossoms and begonia.

4. "One of the Zhou Dynasties in Bo Gu"

Stay in Guazhoudu at night, autumn wind in September.

Wild smoke is clear and desert, and rivers and trees are green.

No one will think of the guests, and homesickness will know.

Fijians are ashamed of Du Li. He also writes poems about scenery.

5. "Send someone north"

If you buy a boat outside Beiguan early, you should take the book to heaven.

Wu Jun can be envied, and the world is good and I am alone.

Huang Ge is a rich official, and the wine in the red chamber is not much.

Everyone can talk about Jiangnan scenery, and spring water is full of stone fields.

6. Home

My mother is strong and dizzy this year.

Gu Liu is a guest and especially likes reading grandchildren.

New professional lamp, Jiuli village, Sang Ma.

Taiping customs are beautiful, so you don't have to close Chai Men.

7. "Mei Yingjiao"

The north wind blew people down, and there was dust everywhere in Gankun.

Hu Er froze to death under the Great Wall. Who believes that there is no spring in Jiangnan?

8. "Return"

When I came back with white hair, I was surprised that my master Jia Xi knew my name.

Friends make them grow old and drift away, while children grow up year after year.

Wild plum blossoms are still antique, and the mountains and winds blow and rain cool.

I like Weng's truth best, and the wine is full of fragrance.

9. "dirty"

Dirty is better than not dirty.

Look at the man riding a white horse and call the dog an own goal.

Willow by the river, pine on the green bottom.

Depending on the fine weather, you deserve Revlon.

10, Fishing Map of Jiangshan

Across the river, the green hills are flowing, and the river clouds wash away the wind and autumn.

In the upper reaches of the river, there is no Bai Ou in the blue waters.

I know you like chic, but is it because you are in danger?

Hogg called the wine to the bow and laughed at the peach farmers in Taoyuan.

1 1, "occasionally"

Green mountains and green waters are loved by people, and wild cranes accompany me alone.

When you are comfortable, you don't have to say ugly. When you meet Manna, you say hero.

Leyou flowers and trees are rustling and raining, and Zize Pavilion is faintly windy.

Regardless of the past and the present, I drew the first month of the Ming Dynasty several times.

Koh Samui, Liu Si 12

Idle flowers and weeds fight green and red, and a frost sweeps the ground.

Only Laomei is beautiful, and the spring breeze comes from the cold season.

13, plum blossom

In March, the east wind blew away the snow, and the mountains in Hunan were as green as drops.

No one sees Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge.

14, "chic"

I feel far away from home, and I'd rather know the source.

Romantic horse watching, chic into Pisces.

No one can say two things.

I'm not afraid to read ancient books.

15, cocoon making

Old silkworms should make cocoons and spin silk.

Be careful, it has changed. Take it if you like.

The machine has practice, and the piano has winding.

String and harmony, practice and things.

Its contribution is not small, and it is biased to use it?

It is difficult to send a poem to an aunt silkworm.

16, the first map of Xuan Mo.

Brilliant day lily flowers, Luosheng North Hall.

The south wind blows the heart, for whom do you vomit?

A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk.

May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful.

Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to birds.

17, "One Village"

Forget the present situation, the hut is beside the stream.

Fill the bed, hold the urn, and then wet the tree.

Deer lie on flowers and birds crow on bamboo.

New poems follow, don't ask questions.

18, "Yinshan Water Village Phase II"

Cao Ge is located by the river, and the river goes deep into Xia Han.

Looking at the mountain, Philip Burkart, the glass is wide for the guests.

Although the scenery is different, it can be safe to hide.

Duckweed Zi Xuan is good, you can go shopping.

19, "Wu Jianian's fourth spring in the first month"

It was freezing rain last night, but I like the spring breeze today.

Weeds float new green, and garden flowers bear little red.

Gradually the farm moved, but the disease broke out.

Looking up at dusk, mountains and rivers are in the fog.

20. The third plum blossom

In October, the frost was cold and the trees were destroyed.

Kethleen's gesture alone reflects the Qingxi Moon.

Chen Yi's poems

Chen Yi's poems

Song Qing 1

The snow pressed the pine and cypress, and the pine and cypress stood tall and straight.

You should know that pine trees are noble and noble before melting.

2. meiling three chapters

[ 1]

How does it feel to be beheaded today? There are many difficulties in starting a business

I will go to Quantai to recruit Kibaki and behead Yamaraja with100000 as the standard.

[2]

It has been ten years since the smoke started in the south of China, and this head must be hung abroad.

After death, you work hard and good news flies like paper money.

[3]

Joining the revolution is a common occurrence, and there are times of bloodshed.

Taking righteousness as benevolence is a matter of today, and free flowers are planted all over the world.

3. Smuggling into Meiguan 1935 Winter.

The enemy's base is open in battle array, even the sky and grass are late.

You must remember that the rattan attached to Ge Jun, Wan Zaimei was taken away to grab the ashes.

4. 1936 spring camping

Bad storms make people homeless, and camping becomes a chariot every day.

Cold food fills the intestines and disappears through the ages, and the lice on the mountain flowers are forbidden.

Micro-stones can eventually fill the sea of blood, and the army is willing to cross the Jinsha River.

In the long night, there was no light staring at the eyes, and Baoxu's heart began to shine.

5. Oil Mountain Ambush 1936 Spring

Flying rocks and sand, the earth is crazy, the night is still, and wolves howl everywhere.

Pushing a pillow and holding a gun, he suddenly sat up, like a soldier on the battlefield.

6. "camping in the snow and listening to the police 1936 winter"

The wind broke thousands of bottles of ice, and the campers were indifferent to snow.

I heard that the enemy base was blowing cold corners, so I leaned against the pillow with my gun until dawn.

7. To Comrade 1936 Winter

How safe is your life after twenty years of right and wrong?

Don't say that clouds will eventually cover the sun, and winter will be full of spring buds.

8. Untitled Winter 1936

Born for the revolution, died for the revolution without crying, and the vast China sighed and sank.

My soul is back, the earth is red, and I have lived in the world for 36 years.

9. Tribute to Mr. Zhang Taiyan 1936 65438+ February.

The essence of Pu Xue is to distinguish between China people and foreigners, and turn the vulgar into the true.

I'm used to cursing crazy people in the world, and I hate being late.

10, New Year's Day Review

The general reviewed the morning frost.

The mountain called for the war of resistance, and immediately swept the gun to the southeast.

1 1, New Year's Day Banquet

My mind is full of friends, my ears are burning and my spirits are high.

The three-year war of resistance is now happy. It is up to me to defeat the enemy and capture Beijing.

12, "Talking about the past of the country during the dinner"

The mountains and rivers are broken, and the anti-Japanese cooperation is full of sincerity.

In a rage, the husband jumped into Japan with a horizontal knife.

13, Lantern Festival torch parade

When I got home, I got as drunk as a fiddler, sang Yuanxiao and burned thousands of people with torches.

So the army and the people shared prosperity, waiting to be defeated and safe.

14, answer Mr. Yang Zhijiang

In-fighting in China, the years of the Anti-Japanese War are full of crops.

I am deeply impressed by Huma's spying on the river thief to defect.

The King of Wu lived in Meicheng, and the State of Yue revived Fan Limou.

Huainan, an ancient city, has helped many people through thick and thin.

15, answer Mr. Pang Youlan

Zhang Guo's spirit is growing day by day, his poems are frank and sincere, and his laughter is frequent.

Thinking about the country's illness and seeking reunification, we must first lay a solid foundation for saving the people.

Dare to speak out and join the Senate, and send sympathy to our party every time.

Don't say your arrogance and doubt about this old era, you will reappear in Hai 'an.

16, Huaihe race 1943 spring

Go is spent in town during the day, and I want to sleep when you are drunk and dancing.

The wind blows the fragrance and the flowers are full of laughter.

17 "Spring Looking at Huaihe River in 1943"

Shaming on the Lu 'an River faces the sunset glow, and the Huaihe River flies in the sky.

Yunshan is in the blue sky. I want to ride a whale and wave home.

18, on the spring of 1943.

If we don't abandon Feifei, it's difficult for the people to draw.

It can be seen that the situation was clarified today, and Yan Qun looked at each other with a smile.

19, untitled bank visits Saibei1943165438+10 month.

We went to Saibei, and you stayed in Huainan.

Alone with each other, looking forward to the cold and warm alone.

20. Middle section of Sisu Road 1943 1 1 month.

Take Sisu Road in the evening and cross the Old Yellow River in the morning.

Gupi untied the pommel horse and got drunk when cooking.

Half-moon photos, iron horses send the Long March.

A barking village dog mixed with enemies and puppets.

I traveled all over the base area and tried to meet you along the way.

Greeting each other is a surprise for old friends.

2 1, crossing Hongze Lake 1943

When the sky is high and the clouds are light, the ship is jumping, and the sunset has dyed the lake red.

Crossing the shallow sand at night scares the birds, and walking on the willow bank with snowflakes.

Wen de Shi

Wen de Shi

1, Friends on the River

Autumn is beautiful, leaving people to go west to the east.

It's rare to see each other for several years, and it's hard to laugh.

The terrain is quiet, and Jiangsheng Temple is empty.

How to walk a thousand miles on the beach?

2. Puppet in Spring

A sunny song in Xiyuan disturbs the traffic.

I don't know what the world is like.

The night is full of flowers, and the cold current loves MUBI.

It's best to go fishing in Zhu Zhu. Spring breeze is still a microwave oven.

3. "Send friends to the mountains"

However, I used to be interested, but now I'm willing to talk about it.

Whistling songs have become a thing of the past, and the wind and rain sit in the cool porch.

On holidays, China is not my hometown.

Knowing the color of spring grass is called Wang Sun.

4. Bodhisattva level people

Baoxin, sparrow, golden parrot, Peng, agarwood and shovel on the wall of Wu Shan.

Willow, like silk, is the spring rain on the postal bridge.

The painting is broken, and the grass is Jiang Nanan.

Luan mirror flowers, who knows this.

5. Bodhisattva level people

A beautiful woman sleeps on a delicate crystal curtain pillow. What does the woman sleep on it do?

Miss acacia, the room is lukewarm, the incense burner is fragrant, and even the embroidered mandarin ducks are fragrant. Such an environment is unimaginable.

Autumn lotus root is light, and people win uneven scissors.

When spring comes, geese begin to fly north, geese fly and the moon in the sky disappears.

6. "More leaks"

Back to the river tower, near the sea, the corner of the city sobbed.

The dike willows move, the island smoke faint, and two rows of geese divide.

The resumption of Jingkou Road is exactly what Fang Fei wants.

The silver candle is exhausted, the jade rope is low, and there are village chickens.

7. "More leaks"

Plantagenet hairpin, pink face, meet in the flowers.

Know what I mean, sympathize with you, you must ask for it.

Fragrance is an ear, wax is a tear, like the hearts of two people.

The mountain pillow is tired, the brocade is cold, and the sleep is more disabled.

8. Jiangnan Dream

Never hate, hate to the ends of the earth.

The mountains and the moon don't know the heart, the water and the wind are empty,

Yun Lan swaying oblique.

9. "Recalling Jiangnan"

Wash and dress, leaning on the wangjiang building:

After all, Qian Fan is nothing but water.

Broken-hearted Baipingzhou.

10, south grid

I fell into a low comb bun and Lianjuan brushed her eyebrows.

I have been thinking about you all day.

Fatigue is king, when flowers bloom.

Yang Liuzhi 1 1

Outside Guanwa Palace, in the west of Yecheng, the sail is far from the dike.

Make the king and grandson want it, and the grass is different.

Yang Liuzhi 12

A foot of crimson dust, the old is better than the new.

Acacia peach pit is hateful, and Xu Yuanlai has no one else.

Yang Liuzhi 13

Yichun Garden is the longest outside, with leisurely spring breeze and dancing waist.

It is the heartbroken place of Jade Man, a canal of spring water and Hongshazhou Bridge.

Yang Liuzhi 14

Royal willows are like silk, and phoenix windows embroider hibiscus.

There are thousands of roads beside Jingyang Building, and a new makeup is waiting for Xiaofeng.

15, "Give it to the East"

And the yellow leaves, those with yellow leaves, fall in the abandoned camp, and you bid farewell to Gusai.

The rustling autumn wind will take you to Hanyang Ferry, and the first sunrise will meet you in Yingshan.

Several friends and relatives in Jiangdong are waiting for your boat to return from the horizon.

I asked you again and again when we would meet again and spread out a bottle of wine to comfort your face.

16, spring day

Lu' an apricot blossoms are sparse, and Meiliang Ruyan.

The beauty smiled in the mirror and the horse flew home.

The shadow of the Chu Palace is thin, and the heart of Taicheng is appreciated.

I have never hated thousands of miles, and my fate is full of clothes.

17, Jade Butterfly

The autumn wind is sad, and the traveler has not returned.

The grass beyond the Great Wall decays first, and the geese in the south of the Yangtze River come late.

Lotus has a tender face and new eyebrows.

It's sad and heartbreaking to shake it down. Who knows?

18, a trip to Kasugano

Riding a horse and stepping on the smoky sand, why is youth angry?

Butterflies have all their feathers, and crows have many sunsets on their backs.

Ada deceives the fragrant belt, and the mountains worry about the green moths.

Nowhere to say goodbye, the square inch is the milky way.

19, Ballad of the Banquet

Double dragonflies fall on the long hairpin, and the Bijin Mountain opens the screen obliquely.

Autumn childe has to wait for five guests and drink for a thousand minutes, such as building a restaurant.

Luan Yanheng sings without knots, and his eyebrows gather up the sleeves of Hunan smoke and return to the snow.

There are four virtues in a clear night, so don't make the ditch water different from the east.

Graceful wax tears Zhu Xiang residual, dark dew curtain cold.

There are twenty-four dragons and painting poles.

Cracked pipes and twisted strings, fragrant bottles and fine waves pour springs.

There are many apricot flowers scattered in the tall building, and the pulse is new.

20, "Yuan Day"

The glory of the gods broke the faint atmosphere and the new sun entered the warmth.

The mood is blowing, and the days should be muddled.

Powerful and ostentatious, it is the dragon guarding the door.

Spring rain is warm, and autumn cotton is glorious.