Outline of Pushkin's poems

Pushkin (1799—— 1837) is a Russian poet. Born into a noble family. He began to write poetry at an early age and studied at Huangcun High School, which was set up by the czar government to train aristocratic children. During my study, I was influenced by progressive December Party members and some progressive thinkers. Many poems published later attacked serfdom and praised freedom and progress. In addition to poetry, Pushkin's works mainly include the novel The Captain's Daughter, the founder of historical documentary. History of pugachev, poetic novel yevgeni onegin, novella Dubrovski, Belgin's collection of novels, etc. Pushkin was persecuted by the czar government in his creative activities. 1837 was killed in a duel arranged by the plot. His creation has a great influence on the development of Russian literature and language, and he is known as the founder of modern standard Russian.

My epitaph

Pushkin was buried here; He and the young muse,

And love and laziness, * * * spent a happy life together.

He hasn't done anything good, but as far as his thoughts are concerned,

But he's really a good guy.

-in 18 15 years.

(Note) This poem was written by Pushkin 16 when he was in Huangcun Middle School in Petersburg. At that time, writing such humorous epitaphs was popular.

If life cheats you.

If life deceives you,

Don't be sad, don't be impatient!

You need to keep calm in blue days;

Believe it, happy days will come.

The heart always yearns for the future,

Now it is often melancholy:

Everything is instantaneous, and everything will pass;

And what has passed will become a kind of nostalgia.

- 1825

Note: This poem was written in the record of the youngest daughter of Osipova, the owner of San Shancun.

From the book.

monument

Exegi Monument (1)

I built an artificial monument for myself,

On the way there, the grass stopped growing.

It held its unyielding head high.

Standing on the Alexander Monument (2).

No, I won't die completely-my soul is in the poems left behind,

Will live longer than my ashes and will not rot-

I will be immortal forever until there is only one poet left.

Living in this moonlight world.

My fame will spread throughout the great Russia,

All its languages now say my name,

Whether they are descendants of proud Slavs or Finns,

Even now, it is still a savage Tunguska, and it is on the grassland.

My friend kalmyk.

So I can always love the people,

Because I use poetry to arouse people's goodwill,

In my cruel days, I sang the praises of freedom,

Pray for forgiveness and sympathy for those who have fallen. ( 1)

Oh, Muse, listen to God's will,

Don't be afraid of insults and don't want to be crowned.

Praise and slander are calmly tolerated,

There is no need to argue with a fool for nothing.

- 1836

(1) Latin, quoted from the first sentence of an ode by Horace, a great Roman poet, which means "I built a monument".

(2) Alexander is a memorial stone pillar, 27 meters high. 1832 was built in the Winter Palace Square in Petersburg, and it still exists today. 1834 1 1 month, Pushkin avoided Petersburg because he didn't want to attend.

(Note) This poem was written by Pushkin in Shidao, Petersburg on August 2 1836, only more than half a year after he died in a duel. In this poem, he wrote down his lofty aspirations and mission, made a final summary of his life's poetry creation, and predicted that his name would never be forgotten. He said that his monument could not be built manually, and it would stand on the Tsar Alexander memorial column built in the Winter Palace Square in Petersburg in 1832. However, after Pushkin's death, this poem could not be published according to the original text, but was revised by the poet zhukovsky. For example, the "Alexander Memorial Column" was changed to "Napoleon Memorial Column", and "I praise freedom in this cruel age" was changed to "because the vivid beauty of my poems is beneficial to the people", thus belittling the revolutionary fighting spirit of Pushkin's original poems.

To Kane

I remember that wonderful moment:

You appeared in front of me,

Like a flash in the pan,

Like a pure and beautiful elf.

In the torment of despair and sadness,

In the noisy and illusory chaos,

Your gentle voice echoed in my ear for a long time,

I still see your lovely face in my sleep.

Many years have passed. Fanatical passion

Dispel past dreams,

So I forgot your gentle voice,

And that angelic face.

In the backcountry, in the dark life of imprisonment,

My years passed quietly,

No divinity, no inspiration,

No tears, no life, no love.

Now the soul has begun to awaken:

At this time, you reappeared in front of me.

Like a flash in the pan,

Like a pure and beautiful elf.

My heart is beating with ecstasy,

For it, everything woke up again,

With divinity and inspiration,

With life, tears and love.

- 1825

Note: Anna Kane (1800 —— 1879) is Pushkin's girlfriend. 18 19 years, when she was twenty years old, Pushkin met her for the first time at Auranen's home in Petersburg (then dean of the Art Institute and director of the public library). At that time, she was only 19 years old and had married a 52-year-old general. The first sentence in the poem means the first time. 1825 When Pushkin was imprisoned in the village of Mikhailovsk, his parents' territory, Kane came to neighboring San Shancun to visit her relative Osipova and met Pushkin again. On the day Kane left San Shancun, Pushkin gave her the second chapter of yevgeni onegin, including this poem, dated "1July, 825 19". Glinka, a famous Russian composer, once composed this poem as a song and became the most famous love song in Russia, which has been passed down to this day.

To QIA· Adayev.

The glory of love, hope and peace

You cann't lie to us for long,

Is the joy of youth,

It also disappeared like a dream and fog;

But our hearts are still full of longing,

Under the pressure of the cruel regime,

We are anxious.

Listen to the call of the motherland.

We endure the torment of expectation.

Waiting for the sacred free time,

Like young lovers.

Waiting for that sincere date.

Now the fire of freedom is still burning in our hearts.

Now our hearts for honor are not dead,

My friend, we should put our hearts and minds.

Beautiful passion, all dedicated to our motherland!

Believe it, comrade: a charming and happy star.

Will rise and shine,

Russia wants to wake up from sleep,

On the ruins of tyranny,

Will write our names!

In 18 18.

(Note) Cha Adayev (1794- 1856) is a Russian idealist philosopher and political commentator. 182 1 joined the secret group "Happiness Alliance" in party member in December. 1836, because he published the famous "Philosophical Letters" criticizing Russian serfdom, he made up his mind to oppose the czar's tyranny, and was declared a psychopath by Tsar Nicholas I, who suffered severe persecution.

A little flower

I saw a forgotten little flower in a book.

It has dried up and lost its fragrance;

At this moment, in my mind.

Full of strange fantasies:

Where does it go? What time? What spring is it?

Did you drive for a long time? Who took it off,

Is it a stranger's hand or a familiar hand?

Why put it here again?

To commemorate this warm meeting,

Or for destiny takes a hand's parting,

Or to commemorate the lonely walk?