最简单的英文诗

在过去的几十年里，大量的中国古典诗歌已被翻译成多种语言传播到国外，然而取得成就的同时问题和不足依然存在。下面是我带来的简单好背的英文诗，欢迎阅读!

王维 《春中田园作》

屋中春鸠鸣，

村边杏花白。

持斧伐远扬，

荷锄觇泉脉。

归燕识故巢，

旧人看新历。

临觞忽不御，

惆怅远行客。

Springtide on the Farm

The turtledoves in the house are cooing;

The apricot deck the village with white,

The mulberries are pruned with axes bewing,

With hoes they sound for a fountain site.

The swallows back remember the men.

The new almanac is in old folks’ hands.

The cup is raised, but dropped again:

For those yet wandering in faraway lands!

秋瑾 《杞人忧》

幽燕烽火几时收，闻道中洋战未休。

漆室空怀忧国恨，难将巾帼易兜鍪。

Groundless Fear

Qiu Jin

When will the flames of war be extinguished?

I hear we still wage war against the foreign devils.

In vain I grieve for my country,

Wishing to exchange my kerchief for a helmet.

李白 《黄鹤楼送孟浩然之广陵》

故人西辞黄鹤楼，烟花三月下扬州。

孤帆远影碧空尽，唯见长江天际流。

Seeing Meng Haoran Off from Yellow Crane Tower

Li Bai

At Yellow Crane Tower in the west

My old friend says farewell;

In the mist and flowers of spring

He goes down to Yangzhou;

Lonely sail, distant shadow,

Vanish in blue emptiness;

All I see is the great river

Flowing into the far horizon.

杜甫 《绝句》

两个黄鹂鸣翠柳，

一行白鹭上青天。

窗含西岭千秋雪，

门泊东吴万里船

A Quatrain

Two golden orioles sing amid the willows green;

A flock of white egrets flies into the blue sky.

My window frames the snow-crowned western mountain scene;

My door oft says to eastward-going ships “Goodbye!”

杜甫 《咏怀古迹》

群山万壑赴荆门，

生长明妃尚有村。

一去紫台连朔漠，

独留青冢向黄昏。

画图省识春风面，

环佩空归月夜魂。

千载琵琶作胡语，

分明怨恨曲中论。

Thoughts on a Historic Site

All mountains rise and fall till they reach Thatched Gate,

‘Tis the home village where was born the Lady Bright.

She left the palace for the desert desolate,

Her lonely tomb still green is left to face twilight.

No picture could portray her face as fair as spring’s

In vain her roving soul returned beneath the moon.

The pipa’s sighed for ages on Tartarian strings,

We can discern her bitter grief in its sad tune.

1、《I Stood Upon a High Place》Stephen Crane

我站在高处——斯蒂芬·克莱恩

I stood upon a high place,

我站在高处，

And saw, below, many devils

看到下面很多鬼魂

Running, leaping,

奔跑，跳跃，

and carousing in sin.

沉醉在罪恶中。

One looked up, grinning,

有一个朝上看，咧着嘴笑，

And said, "Comrade! Brother!"

说道，“伙伴们！兄弟们！”

斯蒂芬·克莱恩，美国著名的现实主义文学家，代表作：长篇小说The Red Badge of Courage《红色英勇勋章》。克莱恩也是一位诗人，他早期的诗歌语言简练，朗朗上口，没有韵脚，打破正统地简洁，想象力令人印象深刻，这些都对现代诗歌产生了巨大的影响。

2、《Nothing Gold Can Stay》Robert Frost

美景易逝——罗伯特·弗罗斯特

Nature’s first green is gold,

大自然的第一抹新绿是金，

Her hardest hue to hold.

也是她最无力保留的颜色。

Her early leaf’s a flower;

她初发的叶子如同一朵花；

But only so an hour.

然而只能持续若此一刹那。

Then leaf subsides to leaf.

随之如花新叶沦落为旧叶。

So Eden sank to grief,

由是伊甸园陷入忧伤悲切，

So dawn goes down to day.

破晓黎明延续至晃晃白昼。

Nothing gold can stay.

宝贵如金之物岁月难保留。

罗伯特·弗罗斯特，20世纪最受欢迎的美国诗人之一，被称为“美国文学中的桂冠诗人”，他采用通俗上口的语言、人们熟知的韵律、日常生活中常见的比喻和象征手法，描写新英格兰地区宁静乡村的道德风尚，他对大自然的描写常常蕴涵深刻的、象征性的、甚至是形而上学的意义。

3、《First Fig》Edna St. Vincent Millay

第一颗无花果——埃德娜·圣·文森特·米莱

My candle burns at both ends;

我这支蜡烛在两头燃烧；

It will not last the night;

它终究撑不到拂晓；

But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends—

可是，我的对头们，还有，我的朋友们——

It gives a lovely light!

它发出的光是多么美妙！

这首诗极短，但其中的第一行却成了那个时代里“火一样的青年人”的口号，成了妇孺皆知的成语，并使诗人声名远播。

埃德娜·圣·文森特·米莱，美国诗人兼剧作家，她的《竖琴织工和其它诗歌》获得普利策奖，她早期的诗歌常趋于放诞的享乐，但是后来其作品逐渐显现出一缕淡淡的悲观，愤世嫉俗的情感日益增多，并且开始关注社会问题。

4、《I'm Nobody! Who Are You?》Emily Dickinson

我是无名之辈，你是谁？——艾米莉·狄金森

I'm nobody! Who are you?

我是无名之辈！你是谁？

Are you nobody, too?

你也是无名之辈？

Then there's a pair of us—don't tell!

那咱俩就成了一对——别出声！

They'd banish us, you know.

他们会排挤咱们——要小心！

How dreary to be somebody!

做个大人物多没劲！

How public, like a frog

多招摇——像只青蛙

To tell your name the livelong day

对着欣赏的小水洼

To an admiring bog!

整日里炫耀自己的名号！

艾米莉·狄金森，美国传奇诗人，二十世纪现代主义诗歌的先驱之一，狄金森的诗主要写生活情趣，自然、生命、信仰、友谊、爱情。诗风凝练婉约、意向清新，描绘真切、精微，思想深沉、凝聚力强，极富独创性。

5、《Trees》Joyce Kilmer

树——乔伊斯·基尔默

I think that I shall never see

我想我永远不会看到

A poem lovely as a tree.

一首诗像树一样可爱。

A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed

一棵树，她饥渴的唇压在

Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;

大地流淌着甘甜乳汁的胸膛上；

A tree that looks at God all day,

—棵树，她终日仰望苍天，

And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

高举着枝繁叶茂的胳膊，祈祷着；

A tree that may in Summer wear

夏天，会有一窝知更鸟

A nest of robins in her hair;

在树的头发里栖息；

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;

冬天，树的胸前堆积着白雪，

Who intimately lives with rain.

她和雨亲密地相处。

Poems are made by fools like me,

诗可以由像我这样的傻瓜来写，

But only God can make a tree.

但树只能由上帝来创造。

乔伊斯·基尔默，诗人、新闻记者兼文学评论家，其他著作有《马戏团及其它杂文》，《大街及其它诗篇》，《创作中的文学》，以及现代天主教诗歌集《梦想和幻象》。基尔默死后被授予法国军功十字章。

看错了，原来是诗歌《When You Are Old 》When you are old and gray and full of sleep And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep； How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true； But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face; And bending down beside the glowing bars, Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled And paced upon the mountains overhead, And hid his face amid a crowd of stars. 当你老了 （叶芝） 当你老了，白发苍苍，睡思昏沉， 在炉火旁打盹，请取下这部诗歌， 慢慢读，回想你过去眼神的柔和 回想它们过去的浓重的阴影； 多少人爱你年轻欢畅的时候 出于假意或真心地爱慕你的美貌， 只有一个人爱你那朝圣者的灵魂， 爱你老去的容颜的痛苦的皱纹。 躬身在红光闪耀的炉火旁， 凄然地低语，爱为何消逝， 在头顶的山上，它缓缓踱着步子， 将脸隐没在群星之中。世界上最远的距离泰戈尔 世界上最远的距离 不是 生与死的距离 而是 我站在你面前 你不知道我爱你 世界上最远的距离 不是 我站在你面前 你不知道我爱你 而是 爱到痴迷 却不能说我爱你 世界上最远的距离 不是 我不能说我爱你 而是 想你痛彻心脾 却只能深埋心底 世界上最远的距离 不是 我不能说我想你 而是 彼此相爱 却不能够在一起 世界上最远的距离 不是 彼此相爱 却不能够在一起 而是明知道真爱无敌 却装作毫不在意 世界上最远的距离 不是 树与树的距离 而是 同根生长的树枝 却无法在风中相依 世界上最远的距离 不是 树枝无法相依 而是 相互了望的星星 却没有交汇的轨迹 世界上最远的距离 不是 星星之间的轨迹 而是 纵然轨迹交汇 却在转瞬间无处寻觅 世界上最远的距离 不是 瞬间便无处寻觅 而是 尚未相遇 便注定无法相聚 世界上最远的距离 是鱼与飞鸟的距离 一个在天,一个却深潜海底 《The most distant way in the world 》The most distant way in the world is not the way from birth to the end. it is when i sit near you that you don't understand i love u. The most distant way in the world is not that you're not sure i love u. It is when my love is bewildering the soul but i can't speak it out. The most distant way in the world is not that i can't say i love u. it is after looking into my heart i can't change my love. The most distant way in the world is not that i'm loving u. it is in our love we are keeping between the distance. The most distant way in the world is not the distance across us. it is when we're breaking through the way we deny the existance of love. So the most distant way in the world is not in two distant trees. it is the same rooted branches can't enjoy the co-existance. So the most distant way in the world is not in the being sepearated branches. it is in the blinking stars they can't burn the light. So the most distant way in the world is not the burning stars. it is after the light they can't be seen from afar. So the most distant way in the world is not the light that is fading away. it is the coincidence of us is not supposed for the love. So the most distant way in the world is the love between the fish and bird. one is flying at the sky, the other is looking upon into the sea.Crossing the BarBy Alfred TennysonAnd one clear call for me!And may there be no moaning of the bar,When I put out to sea,But such a tide as moving seems asleep,Too full for sound and foam,When That which drew form out the boundless deepTurns again home.Twilight and evening bell,And after that the dark!And may there be no sadness of farewell,When I embark;For though from out our bourne of Time and PlaceThe flood may bear me far,I hope to see my Pilot face to faceWhen I have crost the bar.渡沙渚 阿尔费雷德?丁尼生夕阳下，闪疏星，召唤一声清朗！愿沙渚宁静，我将出海远航；潮汐如梦幻，涛声似止，浪花息；大海深处涌来，又悄然退却。暮霭钟鸣，黑夜将笼罩！愿诀别无悲声，登舟起锚；千古洪流，时空无限，滔滔载我至远方；渡沙渚一线，泰然见领航。