With the autumn coming,

　　With the warm leaving,

　　It's the leaves falling!

　　What a beautiful world,

　　what a admirable god,

　　Ir's a miracle fact.

　　How about resting for a while.

　　How about looking for the scene

　　It's a leaf falls

英文簡(jiǎn)單小詩(shī)歌篇2

　　Last Fantasyland

　　What thou wandering in the flowers hast never known.

　　Youth was dying in the pale moan.

　　I opened my eyes no longer bright.

　　Frost wind, no tears, butterflies waving its wings broken.

　　Adieu!Adieu!The promises at the starry night!

　　In the green valley and stream, dreams had been forgotten!

　　When January haze blights thy sunshine dimple.

　　As ever, wind chimes in Indian summer lonely jingle.

　　最后的幻象

　　你在花叢中徜徉，從未知曉。

　　青春已在蒼白的呻吟中逝去。

　　我睜開(kāi)不再明亮的眼睛，

　　霜風(fēng)，沒(méi)有淚水，蝴蝶揮動(dòng)殘缺的翅膀。

　　遠(yuǎn)去了!遠(yuǎn)去了!星子下的誓約!

　　在碧綠的溪谷間，夢(mèng)想已被遺忘!

　　當(dāng)一月的陰霾摧殘你陽(yáng)光的笑靨，

　　只有晚秋風(fēng)鈴依舊空寂的叮當(dāng)。

英文簡(jiǎn)單小詩(shī)歌篇3

　　If you think you are beaten, you are;

　　If you think you dare not, you don't;

　　If you want to win but think you can't;

　　It's almost a cinch you won't.

　　If you think you'll lose, you're lost;

　　For out of the world we find

　　Success begins with a fellow's will;

　　It's all in a state of mind.

　　Life's battles don't always go

　　To the stronger and faster man,

　　But sooner or later the man who wins

　　Is the man who thinks he can.

　　當(dāng)時(shí)光已逝 4

　　When Day Is Done

　　If the day is done ,

　　If birds sing no more .，

　　If the wind has fiagged tired ,

　　Then draw the veil of darkness thick upon me ,

　　Even as thou hast wrapt the earth with The coverlet of sleep and tenderly closed ,

　　The petals of the drooping lotus at dusk.。

　　From the traverer,

　　Whose sack of provisions is empty before the voyage is ended ,

　　Whose garment is torn and dust-laden ,

　　Whose strength is exhausted,remove shame and poverty ,

　　And renew his life like a flower under

　　The cover of thy kindly night .

英文簡(jiǎn)單小詩(shī)歌篇4

　　Gentle as the sunshine is ,

　　warm and sweet.

　　Under the sky ,

　　the yellow flower is whispering,

　　If I can see him again .

　　where will he go ?

　　where is he?