Farewell to Cambridge
I left gently, just as I came gently, and I waved goodbye to the clouds in the western sky gently. The golden willow by the river is the beautiful shadow of the bride in the sunset, rippling in my heart. The green grass on the soft mud swayed leisurely at the bottom of the water in the gentle waves of Hekang River. I would like to be a water plant! The pool under the shade of elm trees is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky crushed among floating algae, precipitating a rainbow-like dream. Looking for dreams? Holding a long pole, riding a boat full of starlight, tracing back to a greener place and singing in the splendor of starlight. But I can't sing. Quiet is a farewell flute, even the summer insects are silent for me. Silence is Cambridge tonight! I left quietly, just as I came quietly. I waved my sleeves without taking away a cloud.
Yannara- one of the eighteen songs of Japanese girls
The gentleness of bowing your head is the most, like the shyness of a hibiscus out of water, and the cool wind can't blow it. It says "treasure" and "treasure", and there is sweet sadness in that treasure-Nora, Shian! Note: Written during Tagore's visit to Japan in May, 1924. This is the last poem of "Eighteen Poems of Annala". Nora, shian, the transliteration of Japanese "Goodbye" has been slightly modified.
3 The Happiness of Snowflakes
If I were a snowflake, flying in mid-air, I would definitely recognize my direction-fly, fly, fly, there is my direction on this ground. Don't go to the cold valley, don't go to the lonely foothills, and don't go to the deserted streets to fly, fly, fly, you see, I have my direction! Juanjuan danced in the air, recognized the quiet residence, and waited for her to visit Yang Fei, Yang Fei and Yang Fei in the garden. Ah, she smelled of cinnabar plum! At that time, I clung to her skirt with my light body, close to her gentle heart-dissolve, dissolve, dissolve-dissolve into her gentle heart! Occasionally, I am a cloud in the sky. Occasionally, I am projected in your heart-you don't have to be surprised, let alone happy-and disappear in a blink of an eye. You and I met in the dark sea. You have yours and I have mine. Remember the direction. You'd better forget the light released by each other at this meeting!