今天你有读诗么

Rip_Michael

The mighty desert is burning for the love of a blade of grass who shakes her head and laughs and flies away.

广漠无垠的沙漠热烈地追求着一叶绿草的爱，但她摇摇头，笑起来，飞了开去~

Rip_Michael

If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.

如果错过了太阳是你流了泪，那么你也要错过群星了~

Rip_Michael

今天中秋，特意献上中秋诗词~

Rip_Michael

《水调歌头》（宋）苏轼 　　丙辰中秋，欢饮达旦。大醉，作此篇，兼怀子由。 　　
明月几时有？把酒问青天。 　　
不知天上宫阙，今夕是何年？ 　　
我欲乘风归去，又恐琼楼玉宇， 　　
高处不胜寒！起舞弄清影，何似在人间! 　　
转朱阁，低绮户，照无眠。 　　
不应有恨，何事长向别时圆？ 　　
人有悲欢离合，月有阴晴圆缺，此事古难全。 　　
但愿人长久，千里共婵娟。

Rip_Michael

The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement, dancing water.Will you carry the burden of their lameness?

跳舞着的流水呀，在你途中的泥沙，要求你的歌声，你的流动。你肯挟跛足的泥沙而俱下么？

Rip_Michael

Her wishful face haunts my dreams like the rain at night.

她的热切的脸，如夜雨似的，搅扰着我的梦魂。

Rip_Michael

Once we dreamt that we were strangers.
We wake up to find that we were dear to eath other.

有一次，我们梦见大家都是不相识的。
我们醒了，却知道我们原是相亲相爱的。

Rip_Michael

Sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart like the evening among the silent trees.

忧思在我的心里平静下去，正如黄昏在寂静的林中。

Rip_Michael

Some unseen fingers, like an idle breeze, are playing upon my heart the music of the ripples.

有些看不见的手指，如懒懒的微风似的，正在我的心上，奏着潺潺的乐声。

Rip_Michael

"What language is thine, O sea?"
"The language of eternal question."
"What language is the answer, O sky?"
"The language of eternal silence."

“海水呀，你说的是什么？”
“是永恒的疑问。”
“天空呀，你回答的话是什么？”
“是永恒的沉默。”

Rip_Michael

Listen, my heart, to the whispers of the world with which it makes love to you.

静静地听，我的心呀，听那世界的低语，这是它对你的爱的表示呀。

Rip_Michael

The mystery of creation is like the darkness of night----it is great.Delusions of knowledge are like the fog of the morning.

创造的神秘，有如夜间的黑暗-----是伟大的。而知识的幻影，不过如晨间之雾。

cocoale

回复 3# Rip_Michael
俺的飞鸟集，貌似捐人了哦，找不到了

Rip_Michael

回复 33# cocoale


    你知道这些是飞鸟集的？呵呵呵~磊子学问渊博啊~

Rip_Michael

Do not seat your love upon a precipice because it is high.

不要因为峭壁是高的，而让你的爱情坐在峭壁上。

Rip_Michael

I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer-by stops for a moment, nods to me and goes.

我今晨坐在窗前，“世界”如一个过路的人似的，停留了一会儿，向我点点头又走过去了。

Rip_Michael

There little thoughts are the rustle of leaves; they have their whisper of joy my mind.

这些微思，是绿叶的籁籁之声呀；它们在我的心理愉悦地微语着。

Rip_Michael

What you are you do not see, what you see is your shadow.

你看不见你的真*相，你所看见的，只是你的影子。

Rip_Michael

My wishes are fools, they shout across thy song, my master.
Let me but listen.

主呀，我的那些愿望真是愚傻呀，它们杂在你的歌声中喧叫着呢。
让我只是静听着吧。

Nicoleapple

喜欢 《死亡诗社》carpe diem. Seize the day, seize the time.
也喜欢泰戈尔