Sunshine dances on the microwave, like a small shuttle weaving a golden carpet. Two ducks are beside the reed, swimming in the shadow of the reed, and the child sits there quietly thinking.
He wants style, blowing through your rustling branches; Want to be your shadow, grow up with the sun on the water; Want to be a bird, perching on your highest branch; I also want to be those two ducks, swimming between reeds and shadows. Appreciation: In this poem, I became a child's friend.
The poet vividly described the child's meditation and fantasy about a tall banyan tree in the second person. "The furry banyan tree standing by the pool" and "the pool" are the places where banyan trees grow, which lays the foundation for the following further dialogue.
"Pengtou" is the shape of a banyan tree. Banyan is an evergreen tree with many branches, air roots and a large crown.
It grows in the tropics and is a common tree in India. In literary works, banyan is often a symbol of hometown.
Therefore, the poet imagines the banyan tree as a child's friend, which is convenient for expressing homesickness. "Like a bird on your branch", the poet compares the child to a bird here to arouse the memory of "banyan tree".
The "tangled roots on the ground" are invisible, but from the perspective of children, they are visible. "Root" is a pun here, which means "seeking the root and never forgetting the root".
Then it describes three pictures of daily life: women pumping water, dancing in the sun, ducks swimming around. These pictures of life can arouse children's memory of "banyan tree".
Finally, the poet imagines the child as a "wind", "shadow" and "duck" that cannot be separated from the banyan tree for an instant. Banyan is the embodiment of hometown and mother.
Children's meditation and fantasy in the face of banyan trees is a manifestation of missing their hometown and mother. The description of banyan in the poem reminds us of our mother's character and image.
Please say some classic poems about Tagore: 1 There are no traces of wings in the sky, but I have flown.
Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
You smiled at me and kept silent. I feel like I've been waiting for this for a long time.
Waiting is the first aging in life.
Just walk over and don't hesitate to pick flowers, because beautiful flowers will bloom all the way.
Our desire lends Changhong's gorgeous colors to a life that is just a mist.
Sometimes life is like a chair on which the soul sits.
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you will also miss the stars.
Go after singing this song and forget the night after that.
10 We misread the world and said it deceived us.
1 1 I can't help remembering because I'm afraid of forgetting, and I'm even more afraid of secretly crying because I forgot!
12 I cast my shadow on the road ahead, because I have a lamp that hasn't been lit yet.
3. Tagore's poem "The farthest distance in the world"
Not the distance between life and death.
It's that I stand in front of you
You don't know I love you.
The furthest distance in the world
No, I'm standing in front of you
You don't know I love you.
But obsessed with love
But you can't say I love you.
The furthest distance in the world
It's not that I can't say I love you
I miss you so much.
But it can only be buried deep in my heart
The furthest distance in the world
It's not that I can't say I miss you.
But love each other.
But we can't be together.
The furthest distance in the world
Do not love each other
But we can't be together.
But knowing that true love is invincible
Pretend not to care.
The furthest distance in the world
Not the distance between trees.
But branches that grow from the same root.
But can't depend on each other in the wind
The furthest distance in the world
It is not that branches cannot depend on each other.
But the stars look at each other.
But there are no intersecting trajectories.
The furthest distance in the world
Not the trajectory between stars.
But even if the tracks intersect,
But in a flash, there was nowhere to find it.
The furthest distance in the world
It's not that the moment is nowhere to be found.
But we haven't met yet.
It is doomed to be impossible to come together.
The furthest distance in the world
Is the distance between fish and birds.
One is in the sky, and the other is deep under the sea.
Tagore's poems Her eager face haunts my dreams like rain at night.
There is no trace of birds in the sky.
But I flew over.
Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers.
Death is as quiet as autumn water.
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.
And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sign.
Troupe of little vagrants of the world, please leave your footprints in my words.
The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.
It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal.
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If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you will also miss the stars.
The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement, dancing water. Would you like to take it with you
The lame man under the sand?
Tagore's classic poem makes life beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
We read the world wrong and said it deceived us.
Like the meeting of seagulls and waves, we meet and come near. The seagulls flew away, the waves rolled away and we parted.
The heart is sharp, not broad, it sticks to every point, but does not move.
God finds himself in creation.
Don't blame your food because you have no appetite.
The bird wants to be a cloud. The cloud wants to be a bird.
The dry river bed is not grateful for its past. Unfolding makes life beautiful like summer flowers and death beautiful like autumn leaves.
We read the world wrong and said it deceived us.
Like the meeting of seagulls and waves, we meet and come near. The seagulls flew away, the waves rolled away and we parted.
The heart is sharp, not broad, it sticks to every point, but does not move.
God finds himself in creation.
Don't blame your food because you have no appetite.
The bird wants to be a cloud. The cloud wants to be a bird.
The dry river bed is not grateful for its past.
My existence is a permanent magic for me, and this is life.
I can't choose the best. Choosing mine is the best.
You can't see yourself, all you see is your own shadow.
"Fruit, how far are you from me?" "I am hidden in your heart, flower."
Instantaneous noise mocks eternal music.
Baiyun stood humbly in a corner of the sky. The morning light covered it with rosy clouds.
Just walk there, don't stop picking flowers to keep them fresh, because the flowers will continue to bloom along the way.
Roots are underground branches. Branches are roots in the air.
Green leaves become flowers when they are in love. Flowers become fruits when they are worshipped.
When picking petals, you can't get the beauty of flowers.
The older ones are not afraid to swim with the younger ones. Everything in the middle is far away.
Does my soul want to go out or does the soul of the world knock on my door and want to come in? bale
6. A supplementary answer to Tagore's most classic poem: Hello, my friend.
Since you asked in the supplementary question "What is the longest distance in the world?" Then I'll answer your question and perfect my answer. According to reason, Tagore's most classic work must be Gitanjali.
However, because the whole poem is too long, it is difficult to pick out the "Tagore's most classic poem" you asked (because the whole poem of Chittaglia is very classic). The following is the online reading address of Tagore's masterpiece Chittaglia:: 8 1/shi/zuopin.php? Id=5 and the poem "The farthest distance in the world" is included in Tagore's poetry collection "Birds". It is the most classic love poem in Tagore's creative career.
The following is the Chinese and English version of The Farthest Distance in the World. The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but when I stand in front of you, you don't know that I love you. The furthest distance in the world is not when I stand in front of you, but when you don't know I love you, you are stubborn and dare not say I love you. The furthest distance in the world is not that I can't say I love you, but that I miss you deeply but can only bury it in my heart. But love can't be together. The furthest distance in the world is not being in love with each other but pretending not to care when you know that true love is invincible. The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between trees, but the branches that grow on the same root can't depend on each other in the wind. The furthest distance in the world is not that the branches can't depend on each other, but that the stars in the eye don't meet. But even if the tracks meet, there is nowhere to be found in an instant. The furthest distance in the world is not that you can't find it in an instant, but that you are doomed to meet it before you meet it. The furthest distance in the world is the distance between a fish and a bird. The furthest distance in the world is not the road from birth to death. When I sit next to you. The furthest distance in the world is not that you don't know that I love you, but that I love you but can't say it. The furthest distance in the world is not that I can't say I love you, but that I can't change my love when I look at your heart. The furthest distance in the world is not that I love you, but that we love each other but keep our distance. The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between us. When we break the way of denying the existence of love. So the furthest distance in the world is not two trees. Branches from the same root cannot coexist. So the furthest distance in the world is not the separated branches. In the twinkling stars, they can't burn light. So the furthest distance in the world is not the burning star. Because there is light, they can't be seen from a distance. So the furthest distance in the world is not the fading light. Our coincidence is not for love. The furthest distance in the world is the love between fish and birds. One is flying in the sky, and the other is watching in the sea. .
7. Three Tagore Poems In this poem, the banyan tree becomes the child's friend. The poet vividly described the child's meditation and fantasy about a tall banyan tree in the second person.
"The furry banyan tree standing by the pool" and "the pool" are the places where banyan trees grow, which lays the foundation for the following further dialogue. "Pengtou" is the shape of a banyan tree. Banyan is an evergreen tree with many branches, air roots and a large crown. It grows in the tropics and is a common tree in India. In literary works, banyan is often a symbol of hometown. Therefore, the poet imagines the banyan tree as a child's friend, which is convenient for expressing homesickness. "Like a bird on your branch", the poet compares the child to a bird here to arouse the memory of "banyan tree".
The "tangled roots on the ground" are invisible, but from the perspective of children, they are visible. "Root" is a pun here, which means "seeking the root and never forgetting the root".
Then it describes three pictures of daily life: women pumping water, dancing in the sun, ducks swimming around. These pictures of life can arouse children's memory of "banyan tree".
Finally, the poet imagines the child as a "wind", "shadow" and "duck" that cannot be separated from the banyan tree for an instant.
Banyan is the embodiment of hometown and mother. Children's meditation and fantasy in the face of banyan trees is a manifestation of missing their hometown and mother. The description of banyan in the poem reminds us of our mother's character and image.