38妇女节的英文诗歌

　　38妇女节的英文诗歌篇1：

　　THE FIRST JASMINES

　　Ah， these jasmines， these white jasmines！

　　I seem to remember the first day when I filled

　　my hands with these jasmines， these white jasmines。

　　I have loved the sunlight， the sky and the green earth；

　　I have heard the liquid murmur of the river through the darkness of midnight；

　　Autumn sunsets have come to me at the bend of a road in the lonely waste， like a bride raising her veil to accept her lover。

　　啊，这些茉莉，这些洁白的茉莉！

　　我依稀记得我的双手第一次捧满了这些茉莉花。这些洁白的茉莉花的时候。

　　我曾爱那阳光，爱那天空还有那绿色的大地；

　　我曾在漆黑的午夜聆听那河水淙淙的'呢喃；

　　秋日的夕阳，在荒原道路的转弯处迎接我，

　　好像新娘掀起她的面纱迎接她的爱人。

　　Yet my memory is still sweet with the first white jasmines that I held in my hand when I was a child。

　　然而，我回忆起孩提时第一次捧在手里的洁白茉莉，心理充满了甜蜜的回忆。

　　Many a glad day has come in my life，and I have laughed with merrymakers on festival nights。

　　我生平有过许多快乐的日子，在节日盛典的夜晚，我曾经与狂欢者一同大笑。

　　On grey mornings of rain I have crooned many an idle song。

　　在细雨霏霏的清晨，我吟唱过许多闲散的歌谣。

　　I have worn round my neck the evening wreath of bakulas woven by the band of love。

　　我颈上也曾戴着爱人用手织就的"芭库拉丝"黄昏花环。

　　Yet my heart is sweet with the memory of the first fresh jasmines that filled my hands when I was a child。

　　然而，我回忆起孩提是第一次捧着手里的洁白茉莉，心里充满了甜蜜的回忆。

　　38妇女节的英文诗歌篇2：

　　Dedicate to mother is taking self's seat quietly in a flower ， is already melting with the book for an integral whole。

　　The book opens innumerable wider because of her be absorbed being unruffle by emotion， the black eye————

　　How beautiful but quiet！ Those days

　　I grow up in order to sampling such scene health。 Her light reading aloud swings up a spoondrift in air

　　Love a spoondrift heartily

　　Smell the ocean being homesick！

　　The posture bending down like this， makes sunlight bump against ground turn；

　　So snow—white hair， makes every become pure but fine in winter。

　　意思：献给母亲 静静地在一枝花朵上坐着，已经和书本融为一体。

　　书本因为她的专注而张大无数只忘情的、黑色的眼睛一一一

　　多么美丽而沉静！那些年头

　　我以品尝这样的情景健康生长。她轻轻的诵读在空气中荡起浪花

　　热爱浪花

　　嗅怀乡的大海！

　　如此弯腰的姿势，使阳光碰弯在地上；

　　如此雪白的头发，使每个冬天都变得纯洁而美好。

　　苍老的母亲！长过我一生的阅读！静传地坐在初春料峭的寒意上

　　浪花层层装缀我的岁月

　　在走向大海的学生时代，我一首壮美的诗篇

　　已等待着你的诵读！