Tennyson

See! That's the author of "The King's Narrative Poem",

The greatest poet of the Victorian era,

The proud son of heaven who has won the favor of the queen, with sacred and solemn verses,

Get the praise of the summer clouds,

In the storm that destroys everything,

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His poems have a beautiful rhythm of music,

has a beautiful imagery, leaving room for the reader's poetic imagination,

Like the clouds of Alpadia, enveloped in lightning and thunder,

Set off a smart wave and wash over the island where the fairies live.

In the purple canyon, the beautiful song,

With the falling trickling water,

Let the magical sunset melt in your imagination.

A flying phantom, like a beautiful dream,

Awaken the blue eyes of the muse.

And the timing of spring and autumn,

Let flowers and rice be immortalized in youth.

Those verses that mortals can't avoid,

With the revelation of the gods,

A tender mission with love,

Fly over the sky and the sky.

In the fantasy castle of Troy,

The golden dawn rises in the morning mist,

The voice of the cardinal crows,

Pouring out the unchangeable language of the world,

Let the wonderful feeling creep into your heart.

The splendor that shines among the marbles,

It once shone on Ulysses for a long time.

Helen with the laurel of the bauhinia,

Once so obsessed with the illusion of the solemn sea,

With her mesmerizing eyes,

Explain the wind and rain of nature, the voice of all things.

So handsome, so magnificent,

His poems are mesmerizing in the morning sun......

The magnificent scenery around me is gradually fading,

Stay only in the shimmering waves on the surface of the lake,

Let the light and shadow of the clutch flutter together,

To explore new worlds, let the roses of poetry renew your charm,

It's like a ship sailing to the west where the sun is sinking.