Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is worn,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red!
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up--for you the flag is flung--for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon\'d wreaths--for you the shores crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here, Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck
You've fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse or will;
The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult, O Shores! and ring, O bell!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain, my Captain. Who knows where that comes from? Anybody? Not a clue? It's from a poem by Walt Whitman about Mr. Abraham Lincoln. Now in this class you can either call me Mr. Keating, or if you're slightly more daring, O Captain my Captain.
很渴望有这样一位老师来教我
...就算有也会被和谐掉
为什么= =
......= =你说呢
我不知..
卡佩蒂恩～～～
...我必须不知
沒有人能為你做選擇 這個真是痛苦
老师啊
很渴望有这样一位老师来教我
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有啊 就是电影啊
做人不能总是渴望有人教 有人带
要靠自己
Oh! Captain! My Captain!
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pptv上看的，不知道现在还有没有
外教也只敢坐在桌子上
怎么我没看到这一幕，我看的是他站在讲台上。。。难得我看错了。。。
我在你身上学到的要远多于学校老师教给我的。这也是我名字和签名的由来。
RIP My Captain
Oh! Captain! My Captain! rip
再见，船长！
Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is worn,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red!
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up--for you the flag is flung--for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon\'d wreaths--for you the shores crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here, Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck
You've fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse or will;
The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult, O Shores! and ring, O bell!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
再见 我的船长
再见船长！！
再见，船长！
一路走好！沙扬娜拉
O Captain, my Captain. Who knows where that comes from? Anybody? Not a clue? It's from a poem by Walt Whitman about Mr. Abraham Lincoln. Now in this class you can either call me Mr. Keating, or if you're slightly more daring, O Captain my Captain.
哦，船长，船长！再见，船长！
再见，船长
再见！船长！
RIP
再见，船长！
再见，船长！
R.I.P
再见，船长
一路走好。。
再见，船长。
再见，船长。
Hi captain! My captain!
船长，走好！~！·
再见船长！
再见，Keating老师
rip
Rest in Peace，My Captain！
captain
再见，船长！
再見，船長！
再见，船长。
再见，船长！
再见，船长！
再见，船长。
再见，船长！
再见，船长！
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再见，船长。我的船长。
Walk the deck my captain lies,fallen cold and dead.再见，我的船长！
再见，我的船长！
再见，船长。
再见，船长！
再见，船长！
再见，船长！
船长，再见。
再见，船长！
再见了，船长。
R.I.P My captain!
是，就算有人来指引自己，决定向前并迈出去的还是自己。如果没有勇气，甚至认为自己不应该独立自我决定的活着，再多人来也没有意义
Oh captain!my captain
想要这样的老师。
我也想要這樣的老師...
再见，船长！
高中有这样的世外高人般的老师给我们上美术课，虽然气质没有Captain那么阳光，可依然印象深刻。老师是多么重要的存在！
评论里写的没错。像这样的老师，就是电影。
其实很多年轻老师都有基顿的影子，但是可惜的是没几年就会被同化掉…
再见，船长！
好的电影就像基汀老师一样教会我们去认识自我
我高中要是有这样一个班主任，我一定会很高兴。
渴望当这样的老师
这点被删减掉了
庆幸我有过这样的老师！我的高中语文老师！
首尾
再见，船长
节日快乐
O Captain! my Captain!
Of captain, my captain!
好喜欢这个演员的戏
我20年前的高中语文老师也是这样。后来他读博去了，后面是学者。
再见，船长。
拽哥
i want to be the captain.
我的船长你在哪？
very well, my captain!
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