感人的诗词 感人的诗歌( 四 )


77休言半纸无多重 , 万斛离愁尽耐担 。-陈蓬姐《寄外二首其二》
78妾似胥山长在眼 , 郎如石佛本无心 。-朱彝尊《鸳鸯湖棹歌》
79不知魂已断 , 空有梦相随 。除却天边月 , 没人知 。-韦庄《女冠子二首其一》
80同心而离居 , 忧伤以终老 。-佚名《涉江采芙蓉》
81夜月一帘幽梦 , 春风十里柔情 。-秦观《八六子》
82从别后 , 忆相逢 , 几回魂梦与君同 。-晏几道《鹧鸪天三首其一》
83多情自古伤离别 。更那堪 , 冷落清秋节 。-柳永《雨霖铃》
84无情不似多情苦 , 一寸还成千万缕 。-晏殊《玉楼春》
85 唯将终夜长开眼 , 报答平生未展眉 。-元稹《遣悲怀三首其三》
86别来半岁音书绝 , 一寸离肠千万结 。-韦庄《应天长》
87相思一夜梅花发 , 忽到窗前疑是君 。-卢仝《有所思》
88直缘感君恩爱一回顾 , 使我双泪长珊珊 。-卢仝《楼上女儿曲》
89相思本是无凭语 , 莫向花牋费泪行 。-晏几道《鹧鸪天三首其二》
90离愁渐远渐无穷 , 迢迢不断如春水 。-欧阳修《踏莎行》
91若教眼底无离恨 , 不信人间有白头 。-辛弃疾《鹧鸪天》
92开辟鸿蒙 , 谁为情种?都只为风月情浓 。-曹雪芹《红楼梦引子》
93明月不谙离恨苦 , 斜光到晓穿朱户 。-晏殊《鹊踏枝》
94临别殷勤重寄词 , 词中有誓两心知 。-白居易《长恨歌》
95泪纵能乾终有迹 , 语多难寄反无词 。-陈端生《寄外》
96还卿一钵无情泪 , 恨不相逢未剃时 。-苏曼殊《本事诗》
97终日两相思 , 为君憔悴尽 , 百花时 。-温庭筠《南歌子四首其二》
98欲寄彩笺兼尺素 , 山长水阔知何处 。-晏殊《鹊踏枝》
99离恨却如春草 , 更行更远还生 。-李煜《清平乐》
感人的诗歌配乐:
LIKE WIND 钢琴曲“如风”
http://www.songyisheng.com/jean/music/SENS-LikeWind.mp3
kiss the rain
http://www.sandyago.com/vsky_kiss_the_rain.mp3
http://kos.music2.free.fr/mp3/Billie%20Myers%20-%20Kiss%20the%20Rain.mp3
钢琴曲-眼泪
http://www.whdsly.com/up_files/music/2007111522595.mp3
kevin kern-through the arbor
http://www.suregao.com/music/upload/Through_The_Arbor.mp3
诗歌:
With Rue My Heart Is Laden
With rue my heart is laden
For golden friends I had,
For many a rose-lipt maiden
And many a lightfoot lad.
By brooks too broad for leaping
The lightfoot boys are laid;
The rose-lipt girls are sleeping
In fields where roses fade.
--A.E.Housman
施颖洲译:
《我的心载满了伤悲》
我的心载满了伤悲 , 
为了我的金石故人 , 
为多少玫瑰唇的少女 , 
为多少捷足的少年 。
在宽广难越的溪滨 , 
捷足的少年头已埋下 , 
玫瑰唇的少女们长眠
在玫瑰花落的田野 。
tommyleea译:
《悲满怀》
何事悲满怀
金玉良友俱已逝
几多蛾眉红颜
几多捷足少年
涧广不得跃
纵青春步履轻健
朱唇少女长眠
野地蔷薇凋谢
MP3:the solitary reaper 孤独的割麦女
〔 作者:liwendong 文章录入:liwendong 〕
下载收听办法:
1:先下载整个1.4m的压缩文件 , 里面有我自己给自己讲诗歌的录音 。需要用里面的那个专用的DVF软件播放 。
2:下载地址:http://home.byr.edu.cn/class/english/documents/media/thesolitaryreaper.rar
The Solitary Reaper
BEHOLD her, single in the field,
Yon solitary Highland Lass!
Reaping and singing by herself;
Stop here, or gently pass!
Alone she cuts and binds the grain,
And sings a melancholy strain;
O listen! for the Vale profound
Is overflowing with the sound.
No Nightingale did ever chaunt
More welcome notes to weary bands
Of travellers in some shady haunt,
Among Arabian sands:
A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard
In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird,
Breaking the silence of the seas
Among the farthest Hebrides.
Will no one tell me what she sings?--
Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow
For old, unhappy, far-off things,
And battles long ago:
Or is it some more humble lay,
Familiar matter of to-day?
Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain,
That has been, and may be again?
Whate'er the theme, the Maiden sang
As if her song could have no ending;
I saw her singing at her work,