Who has poems about sailors, make the original poems of sailors of the world

To be a sailor in the world, to all the docks, from Whitman's "Leaves of Grass", this poem is full of simple and simple ordinary happiness from beginning to end.

Leaves of Grass is a verse of poetry by Walt Whitman, an American private poet, first published in 1855.

Leaves of Grass is the representative work of the American poet Whitman, and it is the first collection of poems in the history of American literature with the style of American democracy and nationalism. He pioneered a generation of poetry and had a great influence on American Stan.

In the dark, on the surface of the sea.

Sailors wander in boats.

Under the dark, in the sky.

The stars light up the heart.

A long whistle.

In the lonely sea, it is too much to breathe.

Sailors look up at the stars in the sky.

Enjoy the sea breeze.

Look out at the lighthouse in the distance.

Ignite the fire in your heart.

A clarion call to move forward.

It has long been echoing in my ears.

The cries of the delicate wife are still there.

but the blood flowed no more.

Parents''Sigh.

Still echoing in my heart.

How to give it up. The wife of the family is alone in the empty room.

Don't be there. The old lady who raised me wept for a thousand ......

Reminiscing. I also wanted to hear it.

The children's books are loud.

Grow old with his wife.

The house is full of children and grandchildren. Later.

I know manhood.

It is necessary to protect the wife and the old lady.

The big husband deserves it.

Such a stupid sail.

Celery State secretly, on the sea.

Dressed up.

Sailors sail in boats, facing the wind and waves.

With the glimmer of the lighthouse.

Sail into the distance ......

Song: Sailor.

Original song: Zheng Zhihua.

Lyrics: Zheng Zhihua.

Composer: Zheng Zhihua.

Bitter sand, the feeling of blowing pain on the face.

Like a father's scolding, mother's crying.

I'll never forget, when I was younger.

I like to be alone at the beach, rolling up my pants and stepping barefoot on the beach.

Always fantasized that there was another world at the end of the ocean, and always thought that the brave sailor was a real man.

Always look like a weak and uncontrollable species, and always hear sailors say when they are bullied.

He said that this pain in the wind and rain is nothing, wipe away your tears and don't be afraid.

At least we still have dreams, he said that this pain in the wind and rain is nothing.

Wipe away tears and don't ask, why.

When I grow up, I work hard for my ideals.

Gradually, I ignored the news of my father, my mother, and my hometown.

Now that I'm in the middle of it, life is like acting.

Speaks insincere words and wears a mask of hypocrisy.

Always deceiving myself with insignificant achievements, always feeling a burst of emptiness for some reason.

I always rely on a little alcohol to anesthetize to be able to sleep, and I seem to hear the sailor again in my half-asleep sleep.

He said that this pain in the wind and rain is nothing, wipe away your tears and don't be afraid.

At least we still have dreams, he said that this pain in the wind and rain is nothing.

Wipe away tears and don't ask, why.

Searching for evidence that can't be found, is alive.

The asphalt roads in the city are too hard to step on.

Proud and ignorant modern people, do not know how to cherish.

The sea and the world that have been trampled by civilization, I can only find myself if I am away from the crowd.

Breathing freely in the salty air, the whistle and the laughter of sailors were heard in my ears.

Always in the deepest part of my heart I hear the sailor say, He said what this pain is in the wind and rain.

Don't be afraid to wipe away your tears, at least we still have dreams.

He said that this pain in the wind and rain is nothing, wipe away your tears and don't ask.

Why, he said that this little pain in the wind and rain is nothing.

Don't be afraid to wipe away your tears, at least we still have dreams.

He said that this pain in the wind and rain is nothing, wipe away your tears and don't ask.

Why, he said that this little pain in the wind and rain is nothing.

Don't be afraid to wipe away your tears, at least we still have dreams.

He said that this pain in the wind and rain is nothing, wipe away your tears and don't ask.

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The poem is about a sailor far from his homeland who misses his beloved. This kind of subject matter is very common, but the poet, with his sincerity and affection, portrays the trembling tassel in the depths of the sailor's heart, which makes people feel sincere and profound. It is no wonder that Liang Zongdai highly praised this poem in a letter to Xu Zhimo, saying that "the second stanza is so simple and so fresh" ("Poetry and Truth").

Sailors wander all year round, preparing for the wind and waves. They take the sea as their home, spend their days with tidal gulls and birds, and live an unusually monotonous, lonely, and lonely life. For them, it is a blessing to meet land while sailing, let alone their hometown.

The sailor fell into deep thought on the sea on a moonlit night. "He is afraid that he will see the moon blink and the sea will make waves", not because he was worried about the risk, but because he was afraid that this would "lead him to see his hometown where the water and the sky meet". But after all, he thinks about his relatives in his hometown, and he is so affectionate and concrete.

The poem portrays the character's state of mind through the contradiction between affection and common sense. It is an ambivalent state of mind for sailors to think about their homeland for fear of seeing it. It stands to reason that if you are afraid of seeing your hometown, you can completely ignore it; Even if you think of your hometown, you don't need to see it.

In this way, the greater the fear of seeing one's hometown, the stronger the feeling of nostalgia for one's hometown. The whole poem reveals the complex and subtle emotional world of the characters from the picture of the boat sailing on a moonlit night and the alternating changes of the sailor's consciousness. It is conceivable that the scene of the sailor hanging his sweetheart drying his clothes on the distant sea shows that only strong and sincere love can trigger such a tender and infinite reverie.

Even if your sweetheart is not around, far away at the ends of the earth, the poet can imagine and conjure up the shadow of his sweetheart with his past life experience. The author once said: "Who can see the scenery of nature and the soaring of Eros?"

We can learn from this poem. The poetic mood is distant and warm. The author created a silhouette and a scene, with the word "love" cleverly connected the two sections into one, and with a light brush and light ink outline, dotted dye, seemingly careless, the letter is caused, in fact, the light pen hides the deep meaning, the light ink contains true feelings, quite artistic ingenuity.

In particular, the author coincidentally commits the good life of the past with the current situation of the sailor, so that the sailor's lonely and desolate mood contained in the gloomy style is more vividly expressed.

Sailor (a).

The moon was in the sky, the ship was on the sea, and he held his face in both hands and hid in the dark place where the rudder was swinging.

2) He was afraid that the moon would blink and the sea would make waves, leading him to see his hometown where the water and the sky meet.

But he thought about it.

Next to the well where the pomegranate blossoms bloomed vividly, the man was setting up bamboo and drying her green cloth clothes.