English five-element landscape poems

This is the last rose in summer,

Blooming alone,

All her lovely companions

It has faded and disappeared.

Without the flowers of her family,

There are no rosebuds nearby,

Reflect her blushing,

Or sigh for a sigh.

I won't leave you, you lonely man,

Haggard on the trunk,

Since all the lovely people are sleeping,

Go sleep with them.

Therefore, I kindly dispersed.

Your leaves fell on the bed.

Where your garden partner

Lying dead without smell.

I'll catch up soon,

When friendship wanes,

From the shining circle of love

The jewel has fallen!

When the heart withers

Everything I like flies away.

Oh! Who will live in

Facing this bleak world alone?

The coming of light

Author: mark strand

Even though it was so late, things happened:

The coming of love and the coming of light.

When you wake up, the candle seems to have lit itself.

Stars gather, dreams pour into your pillow,

Give off a warm airflow.

Even at this late hour, the bones of the body are still glowing.

Tomorrow's dust will burn into air.

tree

Joyce kilmer

I don't think I'll see it again

A poem as lovely as a tree

A tree, its hungry mouth is pressed.

By the sweet breasts of the earth

A three who looks at God all day.

Raise her leafy arm and pray.

A tree that may wither in summer.

A nest of robins in her hair.

Whose chest is the snow lying on?

Who lives closely with rain?

Only a fool like me can write poetry.

But only God can build a tree.