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黑人文化的歌者 兰斯顿
Langston Hughes -The singer of Black Culture Langston Hughes Harlem Renaissance Spirits in Hughes’s poetry Language characteristics Harlem Renaissance Something about Harlem Renaissance. The connection between hughes and Harlem Renaissance. Hughes’s masterpiece . Spirits in Hughes’s poetry Sing praise to the Black People ----My People ? The Black People make an ever-lasting contribution to America. ---- Negro?Speaks?of?Rivers Ask for freedom and equality ---- I, too, sing America I, too, sing America I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh,And eat well, And grow strong. Tomorrow,Ill be at the table When company comes. Nobodyll dareSay to me, Eat in the kitchen,“ Then.Besides, Theyll see how beautiful I am And be ashamed— I, too, am America. Language characteristics Dialects in hughes’s poetry ----Mother to Son The Black Music showed in hughes’s poetry ----The Weary Blues My People The night is beautiful, So the faces of my people. The stars are beautiful, So the eyes of my people. Beautiful, also, is the sun. Beautiful, also, are the souls of my people. Negro?Speaks?of?Rivers Ive known rivers: Ive known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human rivers My soul has grown deep like the rivers. I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young I built my hut near the Congo and it lulled me to sleep. I looked upon the Nile and raised the pyramids above it. I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln went down to New Orleans, and Ive seen its muddy bosom turn all golden in the sunset Ive known rivers:Ancient, dusky rivers. My soul has grown deep like the rivers. Mother to Son Well, son, Ill tell you: Life for me aint been no crystal stair. It
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