Hugo Poetry Selection ｜ The poet is walking on the field, he is listening to the sound of his inner harp

Victor Hugo (Victor Hugo, February 26, 1802 -May 22, 1885), French writer, representative writer of positive romantic literature in the early 19th century, representative of humanitarianism, excellent in the history of French literature Bourgeois democratic writers are called "French Shakespeare". I have written many poems, novels, scripts, various prose and literary reviews, and political theory articles in my life, which have a wide range of influence in France and the world. Hugo's creation process is more than 60 years. Her works include 26 volumes of poems, 20 volumes of novels, 12 volumes of script, and 21 volumes, totaling 79 volumes. His masterpieces include the novels, "Notre Dame", "1993" and "Tragic World". The short stories include "Normandy". Essence "Normandy" is also selected into the textbook Chinese version A version of the fifth grade No. 9 class, the fifth grade of the Hebei edition, the second lesson of the second grade of the Jiye Edition, and the tenth class of the second grade of the Shanghai Education Edition.

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Poet walks on the field

The poet walks on the field; he appreciates,

He praised, he was listening to the sound of his inner harp.

Seeing him coming, flowers, various flowers,

Those flowers that make rubies barely,

Those flowers that are even better than the peacock on the screen,

Golden flower, blue flower,

In order to welcome him, they shake their bouquets,

Some salute him slightly, and some make a beautiful posture,

Because this is in line with the identity of the beauty, they

I said intimately, "Look, our lover is here!"

And those big trees that live in the woods,

Full of sunshine and shadow, my throat becomes hoarse,

All these old men, palages, bodhi trees, maple trees,

The wrinkled willow trees, the oak tree of the year,

There are crickets and moss elm,

Just like the theater seeing the classic custodian,

Her gift to him and bow to the end

They are full of leaves and the beard of ivy,

They watched the quiet glory on his forehead,

His whisper whispering: "It's him! It's this fantasy!"

Leroji in June 1831

Jin Zhiping translated

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To the Century sick child

In the suffocating air, if you

It's so pale,

When I see you step into the shadow of my destiny,

I am dead, you are a child;

Then, then, then

If you find that the chain of our years is together,

I will kneel down,

Looking at you, letting the god of death go to me,

Let the ghost peep at you leave far away;

Then, then, then

If your hand is so pale and weak,

When you are cradle

Trembling, as if waiting for the wings of growth,

It's like a bird;

Then, then, then

If I can't see your rosy, strong and laughter,

If you sink into a sad dream,

If you don't turn off at will

The door behind it;

Then, then, then

If I can't see you like a beauty

Healthy, laughing, and agile,

If you look like

Unwilling to leave a weak elf,

Then, then, then

I will think that in this world, sometimes the corpse cloth is wrapped

The same way as 襁褓,

You come to leave, you take me away

襁褓.

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Shakespeare

Facing shame and ridicule, Shakespeare

Jump out, take the storm, break through the clouds,

The obscure poet wrote a work, that

It is so difficult, so magnificent and magnificent,

Light -dazzling, full of abyss, dizziness,

The flame shot to the top of the mountain,

In the unexpected gloom, it is so gloomy and rich,

Over the past three hundred years, the thinker is fascinated,

Staring at him, shocked, that's the destination of everything,

It was a peak deep in the heart of human beings.

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June Night

When the summer day is exhausted, the flowers are like a plain

Sprinkle into the intoxicating aroma in all directions;

There is a noise in the ear, and the eyes are closed,

Sleep faintly, entering a transparent bottom dream.

Then, then, then

The stars are getting brighter, a beautiful night,

The quiet sky is covered with hazy color;

The soft and pale dawn is looking forward to the time on stage,

As if he wandered in the distant sky all night.

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Sowing season -evening

This is exactly at dusk.

I sit down the door, watch

This day's afterglow is coming

The last time of work.

Then, then, then

In the field of night,

I stare at a shirt

Old man, a handful

Load the future gains.

Then, then, then

His tall black figure

Rule deep arable land.

How do you think he believes

Time flies with beneficially.

Then, then, then

He comes up alone in Dano,

Throw the seeds in the distance,

Open your hand and repeat it again,

What about me, dark onlookers.

Then, then, then

Consume up, when you are mixed,

Expand its shadow in the night,

It seems to have expanded to the stars

The solemn posture of the sower.

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Night-Following Copper Sky

one

Following the copper -colored sky, it is gray

The sky. Take a step at night.

Dark things will be born,

The rulin whispered.

Then, then, then

Wind, blowing from Jiuxiao.

Golden blankets at dusk

The water surface, wrinkled, one way

The hob in the night.

Then, then, then

The night took another step.

Just now, everything is listening.

At this moment, it has been silent,

Everything is escaping, hiding, and silent.

Then, then, then

All life, existence and thought

Anxious attention

Silent movement

The footsteps of the dark realm.

Then, then, then

At this moment, in the sky, in the dark breadth,

Everything is obviously felt

A great mysterious character.

two

Covering in meditation,

God created while destroying,

Facing the chaos

What do you think of nothing?

Then, then, then

Is he listening to our voice?

And the angels, the ears are fond of the devil?

We are drowsy

What does he think of?

Then, then, then

How many sun, lofty ghost,

How many stars on the shiny track,

How much is in the abyss

He may be dissatisfied with the world!

Then, then, then

Wang Yang is boundless,

How many giant devils,

In the dark, roll

How many deformities.

Then, then, then

The universe with a flowing juice,

Still worth watching?

Will he smashing this mold,

Abandon everything and start again?

three

Only prayer is a shelter!

At a dark moment, we see

All creations

The main hall of black crickets.

Then, then, then

When Han Ying floats,

When the blue sky is hidden,

Thought from the sky

It's just fear.

Then, then, then

what! Silent and pale night

Shake something in our hearts!

Why find it in the virtual?

Why do you want to kneel?

Then, then, then

What is this mysterious fiber?

Gloomy panic,

Why does the sparrow lose freedom?

The male lion can't be called the king again?

Then, then, then

Sinking from the darkness of darkness:

In the sorrowful sky;

Smooth in the soul, lost your eyes

In the unheard of ghost,

Then, then, then

What exactly happened?

To people, the spirit of being expelled,

Afraid of seeing you terrible tranquility,

Ah, endless shadow.

conscience

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Carrying his children and grandchildren in the beast skin,

Cangyan rushed into the wind and storm,

The hidden runs from God Jehovah, and

When the night comes, this sad person comes

By the foothills, in that vast flat

His tired wife and breathing of his children and grandchildren said:

"We are lying on the ground now to dream."

Only when the hidden does not sleep, I want to heavily on the mountain.

Suddenly look up, in the long sky of the sorrow,

He saw his eyes, Zhang Da was in the dark,

This eyes looked at him deeply in the darkness.

"Too close", he trembled and said this.

Steading to fall asleep, tired woman,

He focused on the earth again.

He walked for thirty nights, and he walked for thirty days,

He rushed, shuddered, pale and speechless,

Sneak, no review, no stop,

There is no rest and no sleep, he is close

The coast of the land from Assyria,

"Stop it," he said, "This place can be settled

Stay here. We reach the end of the earth. "

But as soon as he sat down, he was in the Qi Qi,

Seeing the eyes in the original place, deep into the end of the world.

He jumped up, he couldn't help it, he couldn't help it,

"Hidden me!" He shouted, so his children and grandchildren

Cover the lips and see the sorrowful ancestor tremor.

Cain ordered Ya Ba -that is under the felt curtain,

Between Guangmo, the ancestors of people living,

Said: "Tell that day on this side."

He opened this fluttering wall,

When he pressed it with a heavy lead,

"Don't you see it?" The brown hair washing said,

(His descendants' daughter -in -law, soft and beautiful.)

Cain replied, "I still see this eye!"

Juda -The Piandou Tour is between the villages

The ancestors of the people who knocked the drums,

Shouted loudly: "Let me make a heavy fence."

He made a copper wall and put the hidden behind.

Cain said, "This eye always looks at me!"

Heinker said:

Makes anyone dare not recently,

Let's make a high city and Jianzhai;

Let us build a high city and hide it. "

So the ancestors of the British, the ancestors of the blacksmiths

Just built a city of Cui Wei,

His brother, when he is working

Exit the children and grandchildren of the coconut and Set;

They went to dig the eyes of passers -by again,

In the evening, they flew the arrows to shoot the stars bright,

The rock replaces the city's water.

They use the iron chain to connect the large stones, and

So this city is like a hell city,

The shadow of Chenglou caused the night of the four township,

They make the city wall the thickness of the mountain,

The city gate was inscribed, and God was prohibited from coming in.

When they finally built this city,

Worship the hidden in the Central Shiju Building.

He was sad inside. "Ah, my father -in -law!

Can't you see your eyes? "Washing and shuddering, saying,

Cain replied, "No, it is always watching."

So he said, "I am willing to live in the ground,

Like a lonely man living in his tomb,

I have nothing to see me, and I don't see anything. "

They dug a pit, and Cain said, "I care!"

Then walk alone to this dark soil,

When he just sat in the chair in the dark,

They spread the soil layer on his head,

Eyes have entered the grave and stared at Cain.

Pay attention to sleeping, poetic habitat

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