Farewell to Kangqiao
Author Xu Zhimo Dynasty Modern
Gently I go, just as I gently come; I gently beckon to bid farewell to the clouds of the western sky.
The golden willow by the river is the bride in the setting sun; the colorful shadow in the waves ripples in my heart.
The green floating heart on the soft mud, oily under the water, beckons; in the soft waves of the Kang River, I am willing to be a water plant!
The pool under the shade of the elm is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky; it is crushed between the floating algae, precipitating a rainbow-like dream.
The dream?
But I can't sing, quietly is the parting pianoforte; summer bugs are also silent for me, silence is tonight's Kangqiao!
Quietly I left, just as I quietly came; I waved my sleeve, not to take away a cloud.
Extended Information
I. Background
This poem was written on Xu Zhimo's way home from his third trip to Europe. The time is November 6, 1928, the place is Shanghai, China. in a summer at the end of July, after a night's stay at the home of the British philosopher Russell, he came quietly to Kangqiao to look for his British friends without informing anyone beforehand.
Regrettably, none of his British friends were there, and only his familiar Kangqiao was waiting for him in silence. A scene from his past life was again unfolding in front of his eyes. ...... Since he was in a hurry to meet another British friend, he did not record this emotional activity.
Until he left Marseille by boat on the way home, in the face of the raging sea and the vast sky, only to show the paper pen, wrote down this return to the Kangqiao feelings.
Appreciation
The poem "Farewell to Cambridge" has seven stanzas***, four lines in each stanza, two or three stanzas in each line, which is unconventional and rigorous, and rhymes with two or four rhymes, which is rhythmic and catchy. This beautiful rhythm ripples like ripples, both pious students dreaming sound, but also fits the poet's feelings of the ebb and flow, there is a unique aesthetic pleasure.
The seven stanzas of the poem are arranged in a staggered manner, and the rhymes are spread out slowly in them, which is quite a bit of the poet's demeanor of "long gown and white face, thin and cold island". It can be said that it embodies the beauty of Xu Zhimo's poetry.
Farewell to Cambridge is a lyric poem about scenery, which expresses three emotions: the feeling of love, the feeling of farewell and the feeling of sadness after the disillusionment of the ideal.
"Gently I go, just as I gently come, I gently wave goodbye to the clouds of the western sky." This stanza can be summarized in a few words: soothing rhythm, light movement, lingering affection, and at the same time harboring a faint sadness.
The last "clouds of the western sky", for the description of the later laid a gorgeous color, the whole scenery is in the sunset under the scene. So this stanza sets a tone for the whole poem.
The poem shows the poet's high artistic skill. The poet combines the concrete scenery and imagination together to form a vivid artistic image of the poem, and skillfully blends the atmosphere, feelings, and scenery into the mood, so as to achieve the mood in the scenery, and the mood in the scenery.
The poem has 7 stanzas, 4 lines in each stanza, consisting of two parallel steps; 1, 3 lines are slightly shorter, 2, 4 lines are slightly longer, 6 to 8 words per line, the poet seems to have intentionally blended the form of both metrical and free verse, making it a new form of poetry, rich in nationalization, modernization and architectural beauty.
Sogou Wikipedia-Farewell Kangqiao
2. Modern Poems About FarewellFarewell
When the last moment of happiness comes
When I woke up with tears in my eyes above the abyss
With great excitement, for the last time
I gently kissed you on your jade hands
Yes, I remember my heart pounding. I remember all, my heart was pounding
I was the one who restrained the unbearable sorrow
I said, "It is not an eternal parting
Now take all the joys far away
We will forget, and the pains will sink into the imagination
Deadly boredom and discouragement
Will not bring the recluse to visit his hideaway
The last time I kissed your hand with great emotion.
The muse will come to comfort my despondency
I will be happy - the soft gaze of friendship
Will lighten the cold darkness of my heart."
In the past, I was ignorant of love and signs of heart!
Quarter after quarter, day after day passed away
Without bringing joy to misfortune
Or sending a cup of forgetfulness to quench my sorrows
Ah, my dear, you were with me everywhere
But I was in a melancholy mood and secretly grieved
Whether the day after the green hills was clear or not
Whether the autumn moon rose or not in the darkness of the night
Or whether the moon rose or not in the darkness of the night
Or whether the moon rose or not in the darkness of the night. I am always, sweet friend, searching for you
Whether I sleep or not, you are the only one I think of
You are the only one who appears in my illusory dreams
I am lost in thought - I can't help but call out your name
And when I listen intently
I sat among my friends absent-mindedly
I couldn't hear their noisy talk
I looked at them with dull eyes
I couldn't recognize them with my cold eyes
And you followed me, ah, Guggenheim, and grieved with me. Sadness
The confidant of my aching heart
Your mournful strings are so sad
Only the voice of love you have not forgotten ......
Faithful friend, with me, with me I am sad
Let your casual song
Tell me of the bitterness of my heart.
And let the melancholy girls
Hear the sound of thy lyre, and be sad
I shall be silent
I shall be silent! Yet, if the strings
Could sing to me in my sorrow
If some young man or woman
Who listens to me in silence, had sighed at my love's long pain
If thou thyself, in deep emotion
Couldst have whispered my sorrowful verses
And loved the passionate words of my heart
And loved my heart's warmth
And loved my heart's warmth
And loved my heart's warmth
And loved my heart's passionate words. ......
If you are in love with me ...... Oh, dear friend
Allow me to make this dying song of the guqin full of tenderness in the holy name of the lovesick maiden
And so, waiting for death's dream Covered me in eternal sleep
Then you can say sadly in front of my tombstone:
"I have loved him, it was I who inspired him,
so that he had his last love, his last song ......"
Autumn
The night is the stagnant years
The years are the flowing night
You stopped at the door
Turning back, handing me a short glance
Is this parting?
Will everything be forgotten?
Like the glorious fall is over
And everywhere will be covered in cold snow
I cherish the fruits
But I don't shy away from this empty rejection
As long as the heart drinks blood
There's no season of waning in the future
The autumn winds are shaking the stars
Oh, it's the eternity that's written in the skies
Yes, a glimpse.
Yes, a glimpse is enough
I should already be y grateful to you
3. Modern Poems on Farewell and Farewell Longer1. Farewell to Kangqiao
By Xu Zhimo
Gently I go,
Just as I came gently;
I gently beckon to
Bidding goodbye to the clouds of the western sky.
The golden willow by the river,
is the bride in the sunset;
the colorful shadow in the waves,
ripples in my heart.
The yellow floating heart on the soft mud,
oily and waving at the bottom of the water;
in the soft waves of the Kang River,
I am willing to be a water plant!
The pool under the shade of the elm,
is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky;
crumbled among the floating algae,
precipitated a rainbow-like dream.
The dream of the rainbow is a dream.
Holding a long pole,
roaming back to the greener grass;
loaded with a boat full of starlight,
singing in the starlight splendor.
But I can't sing,
Silence is the psalm of parting;
And the summer insects are silent for me,
Silence is the Kangqiao tonight!
Silently I go,
Just as I come quietly;
I wave my sleeve,
without taking away a cloud.
2. "Farewell"
By Gu Cheng
In the spring
You waved your handkerchief gently
Is it to let me go away
Or to return immediately?
No, nothing
Nothing because
Like the falling flowers in the water
Like the dew on the flowers ......
Only the shadows know
Only the wind knows
Only the colorful butterflies startled by sighs
Still fluttering in the heart flowers ......
3. "Parting"
By Jeonghwang
The time has come to meet and fall in love
Everything is so natural
Stepping in the snow
The sky and the earth are a vast expanse
There are,
The north wind seems to be crying, seems to be calling
The lonely pines are crying out
Following the north wind
Following the direction of the footprints
Today is the day we are doomed to part ways
You're gone
Is this the end
I'm screaming, I'm praying
But I can't keep you here
I'm not sure what to do.
But I still can't keep your footsteps
This can be watched in silence
Watching your back slowly disappear
Even though I have too much reluctance
Too many farewells
To tell you
But there is no way to say it
Farewell
4, "Before the Farewell"
By: Yen
We used to roam the grassy riverbanks,
we used to wander the streets of
the streets of beautiful women,
we used to play in
the neat and elegant apartments.
We used to play in the clean and elegant apartments,
we used to play in the clean and elegant apartments.
How can we forget,
The good old days are still fresh in our minds,
and now we are parting.
Cherish these last moments together,
Don't be full of sadness at this time,
Raise the sweet and mellow wine,
Let's get drunk tonight!
Pour a glass full of wine,
wishing us a long and lasting friendship,
like this wine, the longer it lasts, the more mellow it becomes.
5. "The Day of Separation"
By Liu Hengwu
The Day of Separation,
The Day of Separation,
Far away from me,
Between heaven and earth,
Calling out your name.
You are far away,
do you hear,
this call of my heart.
How many times have I dreamed,
How many times have I drifted in the wind and rain,
How many times have I been passionate about it,
How many times have I been in the wind and rain,
How many times have I been passionate about it?
How many times the passionate song.
Drifting me,
still so persistent,
so unforgettable passion.
Unforgettable,
the days of separation,
the days of sadness,
the days of loneliness,
like a deep picture.
In the waiting,
there is a deep love.
In the depth of love,
there is the connection of the heart,
and the promise of true love.
Walking on the wandering road,
I am wandering,
counting the days of the years,
looking at the sky of the years.
In the heart,
The heart that is cut off is the heart that misses!
The golden willows along the river are the brides in the sunset; the colorful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart. The soft mud on the yellow floating heart, oily in the bottom of the water waving; in the soft waves of the Kanghe River, I am willing to be a water plant!
The dream? I'm not sure if you're going to be able to do this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to do it. I'm leaving quietly, just as I came quietly; I waved my sleeve, not taking away a cloud.
2. "Farewell" By: Gu Cheng In the spring, you waved your handkerchief gently, do you want me to go away or return immediately? No, nothing, nothing because like the falling flowers in the water, like the dew on the flowers ...... Only the shadow understands, only the wind can experience, only the colorful butterflies aroused by the sighs are still fluttering in the flowers of the heart ......
3, "Separation" By: Jeong Hwang The time has come to meet and to love each other. Everything is so natural, walking in the snow, the sky and the earth is a vast expanse, but there is only a series of footprints behind us, the north wind seems to be crying, seems to be calling out, the lonely pines are crying out in sorrow, following the north wind, following the direction of the series of footprints, today is destined to be parted, you're gone, is it destined? I roar, I pray, but still can't keep your footsteps, I can watch silently, watching your back slowly disappear, even though I have too much reluctance, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much. Even though I have so much to say goodbye to you, I can't say it. 4. "Before Parting" by Yan Wuyou We used to roam along the grassy river, we used to wander along the streets of beautiful women, and we used to play in the clean and elegant apartments. How can we forget the good old days, when we were so fond of them, and now we are parting?
Cherish these last moments together, don't be sad at this time, raise a glass of wine, and let's get drunk tonight! Pour a glass full, wishing our friendship will last forever, like this wine, the longer the more mellow.
You are far away, do you hear the call of my heart.
There are many times in the dream, many times in the storm, many times in the wanderings, many times in the passion! How many times the passionate song.
Drifting me, still so persistent, so unforgettable enthusiasm. The days of parting, the days of sadness, the days of loneliness are like a deep picture.
In the waiting, there is a deep love. And in that deep feeling, there is the connection of the heart, and the promise of the truth.
Walking on the wandering road, I was adrift, counting the days of the years, looking at the sky of the years. The heart is cut off from the heart of longing.
5. Modern poems about grudges and partingSending off in the fog
Fog
Masked mountain village Masked courtyard
Cold
Cold your heart Cold my heart
Cold fog in the fog
The sound of your footsteps fading away
Treading on a trembling heart
Confused and confused in the fog
The love in the fog
In a heart looking forward to return
The love in the fog is not a good thing.
In a song of hope for return
The strong voice of the weak flows out
Drifting in
A new forest of landscape
For you
I'm an ancient and mysterious tree
Dancing wildly like a tide of shouts in the mist
I'm the most hardy person in the world
From the collection of poems of Kangqiao, "Inch of Grass, Heart of the Heart," Series VI, "Red Beans in the North Country"
I am the most resistant person in the world
I am the most resistant person in the world
I am the most resistant person in the world in the fog. Red Beans in the North Country
6. Poems about Parting1. The belt is widening, but I am not sorry, I am wasting away for you.
2. I don't know where my face has gone, but my peach blossom still smiles in the spring breeze. (Cui Gu)
3. I send my heart to the moon, and follow you to the west of Yilang. (Li Bai)
4. The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year. (Liu Xiyi)
5 Once you enter the marquis' gate, it's like the sea, and from now on, Xiao Lang is a stranger. (Cui Jiao)
6. I don't know that my soul has been broken, but my dreams follow me. (Wei Zhuang)
7. I shed a thousand tears alone, and I write ten thousand miles of letters to you. (YU XIN)
8. I have been searching and searching, and I am cold and lonely, and I am miserable. （The first is a new one, but it is a new one, and the second is a new one. (Li Qingzhao)
10. The two places are all gone. (Bai Juyi)
11. Do not say that the fall of the river is difficult to leave, the boat tomorrow is Chang'an.
12, the old man left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, the fireworks in March under Yangzhou. The only thing I can see is the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
13, with the gentleman parting intention, the same eunuchs. The first thing you need to do is to get a good understanding of what you're doing and how you're doing it. The world's most important thing is that we can't be in the same place as we are now.
14, the moon is hidden in the trees, the long river did not dawn. The road to Luoyang is so long, what year will this meeting be?
15, heard the traveler singing song, last night frost first crossing the river. The first time I saw this, I was so happy to see you.
16, cold rain even the river night into the Wu, Pingming send guests Chushan lonely. The first thing you need to do is to ask your friends and relatives in Luoyang if they are interested in you, and you will be able to find a piece of your heart in a jade pot.
17, advise you to finish a glass of wine, west out of the sun pass no old man.
18, still pity the hometown water, ten thousand miles to send the boat.
19. The old man left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and went down to Yangzhou in March.
20, please try to ask the east flowing water, and who is the short and long with it.
21, Li Bai boat will want to go, suddenly heard the sound of singing on the shore. The Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun's love.
22, white jade a cup of wine, green poplar in March. The winds of spring are still a few days away, and the temples have become silk.
23. This is the first time I've been to a place where I've had to say goodbye, and I've had to travel thousands of miles to get there. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
24, Luntai East Gate to send you to go, go snow full of Tianshan Road. I can't see you in the mountains, but I'll leave my horse in the snow.
25, the day dawn to ascend the future, alone with the old man to say goodbye.
26, the sun slanting on the river, the shadow of a lone sail, the grass green Hunan ten thousand miles of love.
I never want to throw away a single piece of paper, I always keep it, keep it, fold it into a very small boat, and throw it down from the boat in the sea.
Some were blown into the windows of the boat by the wind, and some were wetted by the waves and stained on the bow. I was still not discouraged by the daily folding, always hoping that one can flow to the place where I want it to go.
Mother, if you see a small white boat in your dream, don't be surprised if it comes into your dream for no reason. It was folded by your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes, begging it to carry her love and sorrow home.
Perhaps you are really tired of crying, and perhaps, perhaps, you want to sleep, that the night-hawk should not cough. The frogs do not cough, the bats do not fly,
No sunlight shall ruffle your eyes, no wind shall brush your brow, no one shall wake you, an umbrella of shade shall shelter you from sleep,
Perhaps you listen to the earthworms that turn over the mud, and to the roots of the grasses that suck up the water, or perhaps you listen to the music that is so much more beautiful than the voice of the man who curses;
Then close your eyelids tightly, and I will let you sleep, I will let you sleep, I will cover the yellow earth gently, I will cover the yellow earth gently, I will cover the yellow earth gently, I will cover the yellow earth gently. I'll let you sleep, I'll cover you gently with yellow earth, I'll tell the paper money to fly slowly. The dew that no one remembers is the lightest. I say you are happy, little Ling Ling, and the brook that has no shadow is the brightest. You dreamed of green vines edging into your window, and little golden flowers falling into your hair. You were touched by the stories told by the rain, and you loved the loneliness, the loneliness of the starlight. Thou hast the tears of a maiden's pearl, and often the sorrows that have no name. You have days that are so beautiful they make you sad, and you have even more beautiful deaths.
How many partings there are in life
Only under the heavenly mountains, how eager
I ride
You ride too
I am going to catch up with my herd
You are going to catch the last train
What is it that I am giving you?
The ice is too cold
The blazing sand is too hot
The weeds wither as they are taken away
The stream dries up as it is given to you
The sunset is good, and there is much poetry
But it is too much, like blood
People must part all the time
There is a moon on a mountain in the sky, and a moon in the sky, and a moon in the sky, and a sun in the sky. p>
A year of glory, the snow is gone
The center of the earth is not out
You can leave anywhere
Don't leave it on the back of this horse
On the same drum
Drumming
In order to link up with future thoughts
Give you a background to see
The heart is like this grassland.