六年级毕业时自创离别诗


六年级毕业时自创离别诗

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最后一个夏天
我们就要说再见
看见熟悉的面孔
忍不住又要哭泣
指尖轻轻滑过
擦去离别的思念
前方的海浪更加汹涌,
我们也将踏入新的征程 。
这个班级曾吵吵闹闹,
这个班级曾其乐融融,
这个班级曾你争我吵,
这个班级也曾有感人的瞬间 。
六年一班,
胜利小学,
梦开始的地方 。
每一次,我跨进校园的大门,
每一次,我看到熟悉的面孔 。
六年了,不长也不短,
校园里的生活总是那么愉快!
我们经历了多少磨练,
一个个的小淘气长大了,成熟了,懂事了 。
我们有时会迷茫,
我们有时会孤独,
我们有时会伤心,
我们有时会落寞,
最终是开心愉快
离别的那一刻
心好痛
小学的离开
我不敢面对
也不想面对
春蚕到死丝方尽
蜡炬成灰泪始干
当面对老师的时候
心里喊了千次万次
老师,您辛苦了 !
可是却迟迟说不出
当面对同学的时候
想抱着她一起流泪
可又怕这一抱
就再也舍不得分开
相聚是缘分,可相聚就意味着分离,
困难是磨练,可磨练的后面是成功!
秋高气爽,稻谷飘香,那是大地对万物的畅想;
燕子展翅,雄鹰翱翔,那是鸟儿对蓝天的向往;
春华秋实,桃李芬芳,那是母校对我们的希望!
【六年级毕业时自创离别诗】携手并肩,不畏前行,在心中埋下一颗信念的种子, 用勤奋去滋润,用努力去培养,等待着它的悄然成长,绝不辜负母校对我们的期望!
你是不是搞错了,《云雾中的双子座星》是诗集名字,作者:帕斯捷尔纳克 。不过新浪博客里面这首《屋里不会再来人了》倒是标明的双子座的题目 。
屋里不会再来人了,
唯有昏暗 。一个冬日
消融进半开半掩的
窗帘的缝隙 。
只有潮湿的白色鹅毛雪
疾速闪现.飞舞 。
只有屋顶、白雪,除了
白雪和屋顶,——一片空无 。
又是寒霜画满图样,
又是逝去年华的忧郁
和另一个冬天的情景
在我的心底搅来搅去,
又是那无可宽恕的罪过
至今仍刺痛我的心灵,
木柴的奇特匮乏
折磨着十字形的窗棂 。
可是,厚重的门帘
会突然掠过一阵颤栗 。
你会用脚步丈量寂静,
如同前程,走进屋里 。
你会在门口出现,
身穿素雅的白衣,
仿佛为你织就衣料的
就是那漫天的飞絮 。
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下面是附带:
~Gemini-Gemini
(Venus Trines at Midnight Love Poems from Linda Goodman)
I’m sorry I kept you waiting
Look, don’t cry
It was only an hour or two
couldn’t you find something to do?
I would have
If I had been you.
双子,双子
我让你久等,很抱歉
看,不要难过
只是一两个小时
你难道不能找点事做吗?
如果我是你
我会这样做 。
………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
Sagittarius Woman/Gemini Man, by Linda Goodman
I've only had one husband
but he had two heads
He was a Gemini
and my astrologer warned me that we were square
to each other
or something-
Boy! You can say that again!
Before he broke the news, he killed a quart of booze
all by himself
(He found the bottle on the shelf behind the china piggy
bank where I should have known better than to hide it)
But in spite of all that rye
he didn't even slur his words when he said goodbye
or seem to be grieving
He sounded like Basil Rathbone
"So long, dear Duchess, I'm leaving"
I said "Good Riddance"
and I meant it
who needs all those charming lies?
(he had such gentle, dark brown eyes)
So he took his LP of Der Rosenkavalier
the shells we gathered last Summer at the Pier
his golf clubs - his copy of Roget's Thesaurus
and split
That was last night
Today I was cleaning the garbage out of his desk
(I don't know why)
and I came across this verse he wrote
He was probably on a vodka high
I mean he must have been really smashed
as drunk as a skunk
to write that kind of junk

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