Homesick English poems, there are wood and wow!

Robert browning (robert browning)

Oh, to England.

Now that April has arrived,

Whoever wakes up in England

One morning, unconsciously,

Lowest branches and bushes

The trunk of elm is covered with small leaves.

When the finches sing on the branches of the orchard

In England-now!

After April, when May comes,

The diphtheria warbler is growing, and so are all the swallows!

Listen, my flowers are in the pear tree in the hedge.

Tilt to the field and scatter on the clover.

Flowers and dewdrops-on the edge of the curved waves-

That is a clever thrush; He sings every song twice,

In case you think he'll never get it back.

The first careless ecstasy!

Although the fields are rough with gray dew,

When you wake up at noon, everything will be happy.

Buttercup, the dowry of children

Much brighter than this gaudy Miron flower!

It means:

Oh, I wish I were in England at the moment.

It's mid-April.

Whoever is there, wake up.

Inadvertently, I always see that in the early morning,

Low branches and dense bushes.

Surrounded by elms, lush,

Birds are chirping on the branches of the orchard.

In England-at this time.

April left, May came,

Grey finches build nests and swallows are all over the world!

The pear tree by my fence.

Stretching out into the field, clover is everywhere.

Scattered with petals and dew-listen, at the end of the branch-

That clever thrush sings every song twice,

In case you think he'll never show up again.

A carefree surprise when singing for the first time.

Although the Millennium makes the fields look sad,

The midday sun will make everything shine again.

So Jin Fenghua, the children's dowry,

-brighter than this gaudy melon!