我的生活就是诗。   说起诗，人类通常有两种反应：一种是，觉得诗这个文体，相当厉害相当高雅，不敢轻易读诗，更不敢轻易说自己读懂了某首诗；另一种是，发出灵魂质问：“这就是...

1 、 To See a World in a Grain of Sand 一花一世界 To see a world in a grain of sand 一花一世界 And a heaven in a wild flower, 一沙一天国 Hold infinity in the palm o...

Sorrow of Separation   It is the pang of separation that spreads throughout The world and gives birth to shapes innumetable In the infinite sky. It is this sorrow of separat...

My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife: 我的心肝，我的挚爱，我美丽的贤妻， Marrying you has screwed up my life. 我这辈子就毁在你手里。 I see your face when I am dreaming. 你的容...

A Birthday By Christina Rossetti   My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a watered shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs bent with thickest fruit; M...

  Sailing to Byzantium   THAT is no country for old men. The young In one another‘s arms, birds in the trees - Those dying generations - at their song, The salmon-falls...

Parting at Morning   Round the cape of a sudden came the sea, And the sun look’d over the mountain’s rim: And straight was a path of gold for him, And the need of ...

《Song 》 When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree: Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops...

THE WHITE BIRDS WOULD that we were, my beloved, white birds on the foam of the sea! We tire of the flame of the meteor, before it can fade and flee; And the flame of the blue st...

Why the Roses Are So Pale Heinrich Heine Dearest, canst thou tell me why The rose should be so pale? And why the Azure violet Should wither in the vale? And why the lark should i...