坐着情人节的尾巴,你们读诗吧

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已经是情人节的尾巴,辛苦下班回家。

女儿迎向前,一大束玫瑰,燃烧在这个寒冷的冬天。

读一首叶慈的诗吧:

Poem

By Williams B. Yeats

ADAM’S CURSE

WE sat together at one summer’s end,

That beautiful mild woman, your close friend,

And you and I, and talked of poetry.

I said, “A line will take us hours maybe;

Yet if it does not seem a moment’s thought,

Our stitching and unstitching has been naught.

Better go down upon your marrow-bones

And scrub a kitchen pavement, or break stones

Like an old pauper, in all kinds of weather;

For to articulate sweet sounds together

Is to work harder than all these, and yet

Be thought an idler by the noisy set

Of bankers, schoolmasters, and clergymen

The martyrs call the world.’

And thereupon

That beautiful mild woman for whose sake

There’s many a one shall find out all heartache

On finding that her voice is sweet and low

Replied, “To be born woman is to know –

Although they do not talk of it at school –

That we must labour to be beautiful.’

I said, “It’s certain there is no fine thing

Since Adam’s fall but needs much labouring.

There have been lovers who thought love should be

So much compounded of high courtesy

That they would sigh and quote with learned looks

precedents out of beautiful old books;

Yet now it seems an idle trade enough.’

We sat grown quiet at the name of love;

We saw the last embers of daylight die,

And in the trembling blue-green of the sky

A moon, worn as if it had been a shell

Washed by time’s waters as they rose and fell

About the stars and broke in days and years.

I had a thought for no one’s but your ears:

That you were beautiful, and that I strove

To love you in the old high way of love;

That it had all seemed happy, and yet we’d grown

As weary-hearted as that hollow moon.

其实我也读不懂,但世事有多少我们懂得呢?因而我们要活到一百岁,可能幼稚园毕业,拿到毕业证去见

上帝。

其实我也不会写诗,有人问,为什么不写古诗呢?实情是,早在初中就写了,是关于少林寺的,还记得两句:

“少林和尚武艺高,个个使棒精又巧。"不过后来也经常舞棍弄棒,不写那些绑人的古诗了。我的诗,瞎写而已,

正如我的种花种菜,”民以食为生“,而花木让人知礼仪,养猫养狗也是。于是世界太平,大家瞎忙瞎乐瞎热闹,

于是叹人生苦短,其实长了还是瞎忙瞎乐瞎热闹。

那么,喜欢诗的人们,读读这个大诗人的诗吧。因为,”人,诗意地栖居在地球上......"至于以后上了

月上了火,本人就不得而知了,我也见不到那一天了.

唉,人生苦短。

你们读诗吧。

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女儿送我们的花儿

我拿什么奉献给你呢,亲爱的女儿?祝你一生平安,幸福。

如果能象密西沙加市老市长那样寿而福于民,老爸也不反对。

2014.02.14

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2 条评论

  1. 凌波仙子 2014年2月18日 15:49

    ”而花木让人知礼仪“ - 多好!读好诗的好处,就像看美的花木鸟兽吧,看着开心,不觉也希望自己行止更文明有礼···

    ”于是叹人生苦短,其实长了还是瞎忙瞎乐瞎热闹“ - 只要能诗意栖居,长短无所谓了呀

  2. aalways 2014年2月22日 20:45

    人生如花,只要曾灿烂地开放过......

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