Brilliant star
Keats
Brilliant star! I pray to be as steadfast as you -
but I do not wish to hang high in the night sky alone,
shining , with eyes open forever,
like the patient, sleepless hermit of nature,
constantly looking at the surging sea, the priest of the earth,
washed with holy water The shore where man dwells,
or stares at the fluttering snow, like a veil,
bright and light, covered with depressions and mountains--
oh, no,--I only wish
to lover's soft breast Up,
always feel it descend and rise soothingly;
and wake up, my heart is full of sweet agitation,
constantly, constantly listening to her delicate breathing,
just live like this, or die in a coma.
Zha Liangzheng translates
disease and poverty in human history, and the tuberculosis virus reproduces, spreads, and grows endlessly. What is especially distressing is that they always accompany geniuses like shadows. Under their tragic killing, geniuses fall prematurely, like the morning star that gradually disappears at sunrise.
At only twenty-five years old, Keats' sensitive and slender body is burning with passion for life and scorching love for love, but in the coming year, poverty and tuberculosis bacteria devoured him like a flood, and his splendid poems came to an end. .
In the poet's short life, money, career, and health all vanished. The only thing that can comfort the suffering heart is love, and love has become the only redemption in the poet's heart with his radiant nature and crimson imagination.
Mr. Chen Pingyuan once summed up an almost vulgar and hypocritical plot in his works related to the research on the narrative mode of novels in the late Qing Dynasty: a talented person is talented, intelligent and romantic, but he is stricken with scabies, and finally died happily in the fragrance of his confidante. The final sweet smile hung on his lips, like a rose blooming to the fullest. This is called "the literati prostitute dream". Also in the movie, the god of death squatted in the dark corner of the room, waiting for an opportunity to capture the splendid life of the young poet. Under this faint threat, Finney and his love seemed to be on the verge of falling into the water. The last straw grasped by the deceased is also an unyielding resistance to the god of death. Finney's sentence: Shall we awake and find all this is a dream? Isn't it just love dancing in the face of death. In this way Finney and Keats seem to have no regrets about life and bad luck.
But death must endure alone in the end. The so-called love, the weak cannot compete with death for life at all, it is not the ultimate redemption, on the contrary, the lovers who embrace deeply are about to be separated from life and death, and the love at this time will only burn each other more deeply.
There lived a man whose name was written on the water. According to the cloud is Keats' epitaph. Imagine Keats lying down in the silent cemetery, sighing: the name written on the water is like the love written on the cloud.
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