关于冬天的英文小诗不要太长,美一点,帮我写一首.不要名人的诗,我们是让自己写,

关于冬天的英文小诗
不要太长,美一点,帮我写一首.
不要名人的诗,我们是让自己写,

1.Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind
　　Poem lyrics of Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind by Shakespeare.
　　Blow, blow, thou winter wind,
　　Thou art not so unkind
　　As man's ingratitude;
　　Thy tooth is not so keen
　　Because thou art not seen,
　　Although thy breath be rude.
　　Heigh-ho! sing heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
　　Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
　　Then, heigh-ho! the holly!
　　This life is most jolly.
　　Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky,
　　Thou dost not bite so nigh
　　As benefits forgot:
　　Though thou the waters warp,
　　Thy sting is not so sharp
　　As friend remember'd not.
　　Heigh-ho! sing heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
　　Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
　　Then, heigh-ho! the holly!
　　This life is most jolly.
　　2.Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost
　　Whose woods these are I think I know.
　　His house is in the village, though;
　　He will not see me stopping here
　　To watch his woods fill up with snow.
　　My little horse must think it queer
　　To stop without a farmhouse near
　　Between the woods and frozen lake
　　The darkest evening of the year.
　　He gives his harness bells a shake
　　To ask if there is some mistake.
　　The only other sound's the sweep
　　Of easy wind and downy flake.
　　The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
　　But I have promises to keep,
　　And miles to go before I sleep,
　　And miles to go before I sleep
　　貌似长了一点点
　　下面一个有中文的
　　Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
　　By Robert Frost
　　Whose woods these are I think I know.
　　His house is in the village though;
　　He will not see me stopping here
　　To watch his woods fill up with snow.
　　My little horse must think it queer
　　To stop without a farmhouse near
　　Between the woods and frozen lake
　　The darkest evening of the year.
　　He gives his harness bells a shake
　　To ask if there is some mistake.
　　The only other sound's the sweep
　　Of easy wind and downy flake.
　　The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
　　But I have promises to keep,
　　And miles to go before I sleep,
　　And miles to go before I sleep.
　　雪夜林畔驻马
　　罗伯特.弗罗斯特
　　我想我知道这是谁的树林.
　　他的家虽在那边乡村;
　　他看不到我驻足在此地,
　　伫望他的树林白雪无垠.
　　我的小马一定会觉得离奇,
　　停留于旷无农舍之地,
　　在这树林和冰湖中间
　　一年中最昏暗的冬夕.
　　它将它的佩铃朗朗一牵
　　问我有没有弄错了地点.
　　此外但闻微风的拂吹
　　和纷如鹅毛的雪片
　　这树林真可爱,黝黑而深邃.
　　可是我还要赶好几英里路才能安睡,
　　还要赶好几英里才能安睡.