Shelley's love poems - Education and Training Encyclopedia

Shelley's love poems

1. Write an English short story about love according to Shelley's famous love poem "Shelley's Love Poetry".

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One word is often profaned.

I won't desecrate it again.

There is a feeling that people pretend to despise.

And you won't be contemptuous anymore.

There is a hope that is too desperate;

Why be alert!

Your compassion is unparalleled,

It warms my heart.

I can't give you what people call love,

But I wonder if you can accept it.

The admiration of this heart for you,

Even the heavens will not refuse.

Like a moth to a fire,

When the night chases the dawn.

This desire,

I have jumped out of human suffering!

Author: Shelley

A word is often profaned.

For me, desecrating it,

A feeling is wrongly despised.

Let you despise it;

A hope is too much like despair.

In order not to suffocate caution,

Your pity is more precious.

Not the other one.

I can't give a man so-called love:

But won't you accept it?

Worship rising in my heart

Heaven will not refuse,

The moth's longing for the stars,

For tomorrow's night

Love of distant things

Away from our sadness.

2. Shelley's article on love When a lamp is broken (1822) 1 When a lamp is broken, its light goes out in the dust; When the sky disappears, the brilliance of the rainbow disappears.

If the pipa breaks its strings, the beautiful music will be silent; If you finish talking, the charm of love will soon be forgotten. Just like music and bright light coexist with pipa and lamp, the soul can't sing if it is depressed: there is no song, only mourning, like the wind blowing through a corner of the wasteland, like a mournful wave ringing the death knell for a dead sailor.

Once two hearts become one, love leaves the delicate nest, and the weaker one will suffer because of what he once had. Oh, love! You are lamenting the impermanence of the world. Why do you have to find the weakest soul as your cradle, bedroom and coffin? It overturns you with enthusiasm, just like a storm shaking a flying crow; Reason will laugh at you like the sun in the winter sky.

The rafters in your nest will rot. When the cold wind blows and the leaves fall, your beautiful house will expose you to ridicule. "That moment is gone forever, son!" (18 17) 1 that moment is gone forever, son! It sank, dried up and never looked back! Looking at the past, I can't help but tremble with fear: I hope the ghost below will cry sadly; You and I tricked it into death, in the dark river of life.

The stream we watched has rolled away and will never look back; But we are standing in a desolate place, just like the hope and fear of death are marked on the tombstone: Oh, the dawn of life has made them fly away and retire. In the past (19 18) 1 will you forget that happy moment and be buried under the pavilion of love? Facing the cold corpse, we spread leaves and flowers instead of moss.

Ah, flowers are lost happiness, leaves are hope, and they are still there. Have you forgotten the past? It has some ghosts who will come out to avenge it! It has memories, turns its heart into a grave and regrets. Sneaking into the fog at the bottom of the spirit will whisper to you: once happiness disappears, it is pain.

Philosophy of love (18 19) Spring water always flows into the river, and the river flows into the sea, and the breeze in Tianyu always melts a sweet feeling; What is loneliness in the world? Because of the laws of nature, everything must be integrated into one spirit. Why are you different from me? You see the mountains kissing the blue sky and the waves embracing each other; Who has ever seen flowers incompatible with each other: sisters despise brothers? The sunshine hugs the earth tightly, and the moonlight kisses Haibo: But if you don't kiss me, what's the use of these kisses? Elegy (182 1 year) Oh, the world! Oh, it's time! Oh, life! I climbed to your last floor, and I couldn't help shivering where I had stood; When will you shine again? Oh, never again-never again! From the embrace of day and night, a joy flew into the sky; Early spring, midsummer and severe winter filled my heart with sadness, but that kind of happiness, oh, never again-never again.

3. Write an English short story about love according to Shelley's famous love poem "Shelley's Love Poem" ―― There is a word that is often profaned, and I won't profane it again. There is a feeling that is wrongly despised, and you won't despise it again.

There is a hope that is too desperate; Why be alert! Your compassion is incomparable and warms my heart. I can't give you what people call love, but I want to know if you can accept this heart's admiration for you, even God won't refuse it.

Like a moth to the stars, like the night chasing the dawn. This desire has jumped out of human suffering! -Shelley has a word that is often blasphemed, so that I can't blaspheme it; There is a feeling that is wrongly profaned, so that you can't profane it; One hope is too much like despair, prudence can't kill it, and your pity is more precious than the other. I can't give people so-called love: but can you accept the worship that is refreshing and irresistible to heaven, as well as the moth's longing for the stars, the night's longing for the dawn, and the dedication to things far away from our sadness?

4. Explore the philosophy of Shelley's love poems.

Spring water always meets rivers,

The river flows into the sea again,

The breeze in the sky will always melt.

A sweet feeling;

What is loneliness in the world?

Everything is due to the laws of nature

Will merge into a spirit.

Why are you different from me?

Look at the mountain kissing the blue sky.

The waves also embrace each other;

Have you ever seen flowers are not inclusive of each other:

Sisters despise brothers?

The sun hugs the earth tightly,

The moonlight kissed the waves;

But what good are these kisses,

If you don't kiss me?

To Mary

Put out the flame of sadness in your eyes, girl,

This flame struggles in your tired eyes;

Dare to borrow determination from the ruins of fate,

You should be tenacious;

Because of the golden glow of the morning glow,

It may not be so brilliant,

Like the light shining on you,

That can't be hidden, the most beautiful glory.

However, whether it is broken or not, the thread of destiny-

It used to bind your lovely soul with luck?

It makes you live in such a heartless world,

Break your heart?

But, you, sad beauty,

Although drinking the bitter wine of sadness,

Dream that you will meet the person you love.

In heaven, never break up again

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You have such a beautiful dream,

I am also willing to exchange my life;

I will be a martyr with a smile,

Facing the bloodless love temple.

You are willing to die for the treasure in your heart;

If I have such a precious treasure,

I would never trade it for old age,

In exchange for withered cheeks and white hair.

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Gentle girl, I am afraid of your kiss,

But you don't have to be afraid of me;

My heart is heavy enough,

I won't give you more melancholy.

I'm afraid of your attitude, behavior, voice,

But you don't have to be afraid of me;

This heart is sincere to your heart,

It only worships you purely.

5. What are Shelley's love poems? Give them something representative, on the topic. Can you forget that happy moment in the past and be buried under the pavilion of love? Facing the cold corpse, we spread leaves and flowers instead of moss.

"Don't lift the curtain" Don't lift the curtain: Oh, people just call this life, although it doesn't have a real picture; It just uses randomly painted colors to imitate what we want-and hope and fear, the twin fate, are hidden behind, weaving illusions into deep caves. There was once a man, I know, who opened it-he wanted to find something to pin his love on, but he couldn't find it.

And there is no real object in the world that can make him move briefly. So he wandered in the indifferent crowd, became the light in the shadow, became a bright spot on the gloomy scenery, became a spirit pursuing truth, but sighed like a "preacher".

In the spring of philosophy of love, rivers will always meet, rivers will flow into the sea, and the breeze in Tianyu will always have a sweet feeling; What is loneliness in the world? Because of the laws of nature, everything must be integrated into one spirit. Why are you different from me? You see the mountains kissing the blue sky and the waves embracing each other; Who has ever seen flowers incompatible with each other: sisters despise brothers? The sunshine hugs the earth tightly, and the moonlight kisses Haibo: But if you don't kiss me, what's the use of these kisses? Here-1 there is a word that is often abused, and I don't want to abuse it again; There is a feeling that is not valued, how can we despise it again? There is a kind of hope that is too much like despair, and prudence cannot crush it; Just asking for your heartfelt pity is extremely precious to me.

What I offer can't be called love, but worship, and even God is willing to look down upon it. Do you think you should be a stranger? It's like a moth longing for the starry sky and the night wanting to embrace the dawn. How can we not let the sad world fall in love with distant things? Impermanence we are like clouds that cover the midnight moon; It keeps running, shining and trembling, giving off brilliant light into the darkness! -but soon the night closed and it disappeared forever; Just like a forgotten piano, discordant strings make different sounds every time they are wound. On that exquisite instrument, the mood and syllables will be different every time you play it again. We sleep: dreams can rest in peace; Let's get up: wandering thoughts will defile this day again; We feel, think, imagine, laugh or cry, whether we cling to sadness or get rid of troubles: it is the same after all! Because, in this world, happiness and sadness will slip away: our tomorrow will never be like yesterday. Alas, nothing will be left but impermanence.

"That moment is gone forever, son!" 1 that moment is gone forever, son! It sank, dried up and never looked back! Looking at the past, I can't help but tremble with fear: I hope the ghost below will cry sadly; You and I tricked it into death, in the dark river of life. The stream we watched has rolled away and will never look back; But we are standing in a desolate place, just like the hope and fear of death are marked on the tombstone: Oh, the dawn of life has made them fly away and retire.

To larks. Hello, happy elf! You never seem to be a bird, approaching from heaven or heaven with hearty music. Don't carve art, pour out your heart.

Up, then fly high, you jump up from the ground, like a light fire, through the blue sky, singing and flying forever. The sun below the horizon emits golden lightning, the clouds in the clear sky are steaming, and you fly in the bright light, as if you were invisible joy, and you started a fast expedition.

The faint crimson dusk melts around your voyage, like a star in the daytime. Although you can't see each other, you can clearly hear your cheerful and powerful voice-that sharp and lively music, like a sharp arrow of silver starlight, its strong light gradually fades in the morning light, so that it is difficult to distinguish, but you can feel it in space. The whole earth and atmosphere echoed with your euphemistic voice, as if on a desolate night, after a lonely cloud, the bright moon radiated light, and the light filled the universe.

Ode to the west wind 1 Oh, the wild west wind, the breath of autumn life! You can't see, but you swept away the dead leaves, like a ghost meeting a wizard and running away: yellow, black, gray and red are like a group of people with tuberculosis. Oh, west wind, you drive winged seeds to the dark winter bed, where they lie like dead holes in the grave, cold and cold. Free spirit, you travel everywhere; Destroyer and Protector: Listen, you listen! Into your torrent, when the sky is in chaos, clouds are torn apart from the tangled branches of the sky and the ocean like dead leaves of the earth.

Be the messengers of rain and electricity: they fall on your majestic blue wave, flashing like a crazy woman's flying hair, reaching the zenith of Nine from the farthest and vaguest edge of the sky, with swaying curls everywhere. You sang Corona's song for the dying year, and this dense night will become the dome of its vast grave, which is full of the condensation of your strength; That's your innocent breath, from which black rain, hail and flames will pour out: Oh, listen! It's you, who woke up the blue Mediterranean. It was asleep all summer, hypnotized by the dancing of clear water, just beside a pumice island in Baya Bay. It dreamed that ancient palaces and castles were swaying in the waves of water and sky, and they were all covered with moss and flowers. That smell is really charming! Oh, in order to make way for you, the turbulent waves of the Atlantic split themselves in both directions, while the flowers and muddy forests in the depths of the ocean are lush, but they are not.

6. Shelley's article on love When a lamp is broken (1822) 1 When a lamp is broken, its light goes out in the dust; When the sky disappears, the brilliance of the rainbow disappears.

7. What are the poems about the English writer Shelley? 1. People often think that making small mistakes is harmless, but bigger failures are often led by small mistakes.

People have an emotional heart, a thinking brain and a talking tongue.

3. A great poem is a fountain, which spouts water of wisdom and happiness forever.

Shallow water is noisy and deep water is silent.

Hunger and love rule the world.

6. The more you read, the more empty you feel.

7. Smile is really a symbol of kindness, a source of happiness and a medium to get close to others. Through smiling, human feelings can be communicated.

8. If a person has no real morality, it is impossible to have real wisdom.

8. Who knows Shelley's famous poem-

A word is often profaned.

Let me desecrate it

A feeling is wrongly despised.

Let you despise it

A hope is too much like despair.

Cautious asphyxiation

Your pity is more precious.

Not the other one.

I can't give people so-called love.

But won't you accept it?