A. E. Housman, ‘Shake Hands, We Shall Never Be Friends, All’s Over’. Shake hands, we shall never be friends, all’s over; I only vex you the more I try. All’s wrong that ever I’ve done or said, And nought to help it in this dull head: Shake hands, here’s luck, good-bye … A. E. Housman (1859-1936) wrote very powerfully about lost and hopeless love, and this poem is a fine example of how he transmuted personal unhappiness (he fell in love with Moses Jackson, a fellow student at Oxford, as an undergraduate) into great poetry. Although this is a fine poem about breaking up – or, more accurately, parting from somebody who doesn’t like you in that way – the loyalty expressed in the second stanza is touching and heartfelt. 这个你稍微改一下用, 如果收诗的人追求你，但你不愿意……不过会伤人自尊心…说得很绝情 Shake hands, we shall never meet again, all’s over; You only vex me the more you try. All’s wrong that ever you’ve done or said, And nought to help it in this dull head: Shake hands, here’s luck, good-bye …
One jade pendant, Broken into two, You keep half, I keep half See each other no more，except with the super glue ！ 快来看啊，万能胶还压韵呢！！！ 天天周末 发表于 2021-08-17 17:17
A. E. Housman, ‘Shake Hands, We Shall Never Be Friends, All’s Over’. Shake hands, we shall never be friends, all’s over; I only vex you the more I try. All’s wrong that ever I’ve done or said, And nought to help it in this dull head: Shake hands, here’s luck, good-bye … A. E. Housman (1859-1936) wrote very powerfully about lost and hopeless love, and this poem is a fine example of how he transmuted personal unhappiness (he fell in love with Moses Jackson, a fellow student at Oxford, as an undergraduate) into great poetry. Although this is a fine poem about breaking up – or, more accurately, parting from somebody who doesn’t like you in that way – the loyalty expressed in the second stanza is touching and heartfelt. 这个你稍微改一下用, 如果收诗的人追求你，但你不愿意……不过会伤人自尊心…说得很绝情 Shake hands, we shall never meet again, all’s over; You only vex me the more you try. All’s wrong that ever you’ve done or said, And nought to help it in this dull head: Shake hands, here’s luck, good-bye …
Today I realized, you don't care anymore. And then I realized, you probably never did anyways. And the saddest part of it all is that you made me believe you did.
One jade pendant, Broken into two, You keep half, I keep half See each other no more，except with the super glue ！ 快来看啊，万能胶还压韵呢！！！ 天天周末 发表于 2021-08-17 17:17
Since there’s no help, come let us kiss and part. Nay, I have done, you get no more of me; And I am glad, yea glad with all my heart, That thus so clearly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows, And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain. Now at the last gasp of Love’s latest breath, When, his pulse failing, Passion speechless lies; When Faith is kneeling by his bed of death, And Innocence is closing up his eyes— Now, if thou wouldst, when all have given him over, From death to life thou might’st him yet recover! by Michael Drayton.
分手的诗大约最有名的就是拜伦的。 不过估计不是楼主要的。 When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow— It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame; I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me— Why wert thou so dear? They know not I knew thee, Who knew thee too well— Long, long shall I rue thee, Too deeply to tell. In secret we met— In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should meet thee After long years, How should I greet thee?— With silence and tears.
分手的诗大约最有名的就是拜伦的。 不过估计不是楼主要的。 When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow— It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame; I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me— Why wert thou so dear? They know not I knew thee, Who knew thee too well— Long, long shall I rue thee, Too deeply to tell. In secret we met— In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should meet thee After long years, How should I greet thee?— With silence and tears. 无聊也是聊 发表于 2021-08-17 17:39
Wasted Years 2014 eventually my heart stopped beating for you it took some time but my heart stopped aching for you they say moving on is difficult but so many say this without truly trying without actually making an effort to walk away from everything that no longer deserves their presence and so I took my things left behind what I couldn't carry burned most of what we had and the rest got buried I needed more of what you refused to provide I wanted to be with someone who was nothing like you A little poem I came across might not fit perfectly. 无雨花犹落 无风絮自飞 朋友之间 随缘 随性 不必说再见
最有名的应该是When You Are Old了吧。https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/43283/when-you-are-old
女诗人的作品的话Angelou应该有不少。一时想不起来。
谢谢，那就用我写的一首吧，哎～～～
玉佩一件 一拍两半 你一半，我一半 从此不相见
哈哈哈
玉佩可惜了
老子不伺候了
诗兴上，你觉得怎么样？
好诗吧？
诗是好诗，不过人设崩了～～
版权属版上口罩贴 you die I die everyone die所有 😂
十分应景楼主的一丝气愤 。。。
为什么崩？
我什么人社啊？ 崩什么崩？ 大家还在乎我一个青年唯美诗人多祸害几个女同学们啊还！
哈哈哈
你们几个 。。。
我这首没气愤啊，只有彼刻的决绝
Farewell My Concubine
搜了下 farewell poems，怎么都这么啰嗦加肉麻的，拖拖拉拉的盼着再相见的。
还是歪哥这首干脆，玉佩打破，一别两宽。
我倒觉得摔个瓦罐也比打破玉佩好， 暴敛天物不好。
哈哈～～
可以之前去 Chinatown 买好山寨玉佩 。。。
绝对的，写分手的这世界名诗那历史名篇，文学意境和情感鲜明上大都不如我这首短诗。
当然特殊年代， 写的比我这好得多的还是有的，比如林觉民的与妻书
与妻书
意映卿卿如晤1：吾今以此书与汝永别矣！吾作此书时，尚是世中一人；汝看此书时，吾已成为阴间一鬼。吾作此书，泪珠和笔墨齐下，不能竟书而欲搁笔2，又恐汝不察吾衷3，谓吾忍舍汝而死，谓吾不知汝之不欲吾死也，故遂忍悲为汝言之。
吾至爱汝4，即此爱汝一念，使吾勇于就死也。吾自遇汝以来，常愿天下有情人都成眷属；然遍地腥云，满街狼犬，称心快意，几家能彀5？司马青衫6，吾不能学太上之忘情也7。语云：仁者 “老吾老，以及人之老；幼吾幼，以及人之幼8”。吾充吾爱汝之心，助天下人爱其所爱，所以敢先汝而死，不顾汝也。汝体吾此心，于啼泣之余，亦以天下人为念，当亦乐牺牲吾身与 汝身之福利，为天下人谋永福也。汝其勿悲！
汝忆否？四五年前某夕，吾尝语曰：“与使吾先死也，无宁汝先我而死9。”汝初闻言而怒，后经吾婉解，虽不谓吾言为是，而亦无词相答。吾之意盖谓以汝之弱，必不能禁失吾之悲10，吾先死，留苦与汝，吾心不忍，故宁请汝先死，吾担悲也。嗟夫！谁知吾卒先汝而死乎？
吾真真不能忘汝也！回忆后街之屋，入门穿廊，过前后厅，又三四折，有小厅，厅旁一室，为吾与汝双栖之所。初婚三四个月，适冬之望日前后11，窗外疏梅筛月影12，依稀掩映13；吾与并肩携手，低低切切14，何事不语？何情不诉？及今思之，空余泪痕。又回忆六七年前，吾之逃家复归也，汝泣告我：“望今后有远行，必以告妾，妾愿随君行。”吾亦既许汝矣。前十余日回家，即欲乘便以此行之事语汝，及与汝相对，又不能启口，且以汝之有身也15，更恐不胜悲，故惟日日呼酒买醉。嗟夫！当时余心之悲，盖不能以寸管形容之16。
吾诚愿与汝相守以死，第以今日事势观之17，天灾可以死，盗贼可以死，瓜分之日可以死，奸官污吏虐民可以死，吾辈处今日之中国，国中无地无时不可以死。到那时使吾眼睁睁看汝死，或使汝眼睁睁看吾死，吾能之乎？抑汝能之乎18？即可不死，而离散不相见，徒使两地眼成穿而骨化石19，试问古来几曾见破镜能重圆20？则较死为苦也，将奈之何？今日吾与汝幸双健。天下人不当死而死与不愿离而离者，不可数计，钟情如我辈者，能忍之乎？此吾所以敢率性就死不顾汝也。吾今死无余憾，国事成不成自有同志者在。依新已五岁21，转眼成人，汝其善抚之，使之肖我。汝腹中之物，吾疑其女也，女必像汝，吾心甚慰。或又是男，则亦教其以父志为志，则吾死后尚有二意洞在也22。幸甚，幸甚！吾家后日当甚贫，贫无所苦，清静过日而已。
吾今与汝无言矣。吾居九泉之下遥闻汝哭声，当哭相和也。吾平日不信有鬼，今则又望其真有。今是人又言心电感应有道23，吾亦望其言是实，则吾之死，吾灵尚依依旁汝也24，汝不必以无侣悲。
吾平生未尝以吾所志语汝，是吾不是处；然语之，又恐汝日日为吾担忧。吾牺牲百死而不辞，而使汝担忧，的的非吾所忍25。吾爱汝至，所以为汝谋者惟恐未尽26。汝幸而偶我27，又何不幸而生今日中国！吾幸而得汝，又何不幸而生今日之中国！卒不忍独善其身。嗟夫！巾短情长28，所未尽者，尚有万千，汝可以模拟得之29。吾今不能见汝矣！汝不能舍吾，其时时于梦中得我乎？一恸。
辛未三月廿六夜四鼓30，意洞手书。
家中诸母皆通文31，有不解处，望请其指教，当尽吾意为幸。 [1]
吾先死，留苦与汝，吾心不忍，故宁请汝先死，吾担悲也
俺爸对俺妈说过同样的话，看眼湿了。
写诗的目的，就是表面上装得若无其事， 暗搓搓表达哀伤/愤怒/厌恶。。。的情绪～～
看来楼主还没放下。。。
说这话，很容易被backfire的～～
人家要英文的。
One jade pendant, Broken into two, You keep half, I keep half See each other no more
挺好。赞个
A. E. Housman (1859-1936) wrote very powerfully about lost and hopeless love, and this poem is a fine example of how he transmuted personal unhappiness (he fell in love with Moses Jackson, a fellow student at Oxford, as an undergraduate) into great poetry. Although this is a fine poem about breaking up – or, more accurately, parting from somebody who doesn’t like you in that way – the loyalty expressed in the second stanza is touching and heartfelt.
这个你稍微改一下用, 如果收诗的人追求你，但你不愿意……不过会伤人自尊心…说得很绝情
Shake hands, we shall never meet again, all’s over; You only vex me the more you try. All’s wrong that ever you’ve done or said, And nought to help it in this dull head: Shake hands, here’s luck, good-bye …
真的很不错的广告，推荐给这家吧！
握手改成亲亲或抱抱怎么样？ 握手像商场生意伙伴，合作臭了。
LOL
And then I realized, you probably never did anyways.
And the saddest part of it all is that you made me believe you did.
不能给他幻想呀…轻吻太亲密，抱抱也许可以？
咦，最精彩的点睛部分没有了？
哈哈哈哈😂
谷歌的翻译，感觉比你这个好
A piece of jade Beat in two halves Half of you, half of me Never see each other
我觉得亲亲抱抱，会让他觉得有点心灵颤动，让他想起曾经的激情岁月，从而感慨物是人非。 幻想，却再也得不到，是不是楼主能高兴点。
by Michael Drayton.
那韵脚 我真编不出来了。。。
When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow— It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame; I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me— Why wert thou so dear? They know not I knew thee, Who knew thee too well— Long, long shall I rue thee, Too deeply to tell. In secret we met— In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should meet thee After long years, How should I greet thee?— With silence and tears.
重点我们不知道Lz 为什么不跟他见面，是Lz 追求不到他，还是他追求Lz, lz 拒绝，着要搞清楚。不能把意思写反了。
嗯 这倒是 🤩
猫姐这种从不按套路出牌的，应该就是从约炮性起而始，至感情萌动而终。
是我以前老师，我们只是纯纯的友谊，就是有点喜欢他而已……你想歪了……
这首一直很喜欢
eventually my heart stopped beating for you it took some time but my heart stopped aching for you
they say moving on is difficult but so many say this without truly trying without actually making an effort to walk away from everything that no longer deserves their presence
and so I took my things left behind what I couldn't carry burned most of what we had and the rest got buried
I needed more of what you refused to provide I wanted to be with someone who was nothing like you
A little poem I came across might not fit perfectly.
无雨花犹落 无风絮自飞 朋友之间 随缘 随性 不必说再见