Tagore is the Indian poet I know best. Here are some poems to enjoy with you ~
Tiredness still lingers in the eyes of dawn and dew in the air.
the lazy smell of wet grass hangs in the mist on the ground.
under the banyan tree, you milk the milk with soft hands like cream.
I stood still.
I didn't come near you.
The sky wakes up with the gong in the temple.
street dust is flying under the driven cow's hoof.
Put a gurgling water bottle around your waist,
Women are coming from the river.
your bracelet is jingling, and the foam overflows the edge of the jar.
the morning light is fading and I'm not near you.
-Tagore's I want nothing
I hear echoes coming from the valley and the heart
Harvesting an empty soul with a lonely sickle
Repeatedly refusing and repeating happiness
There will be oases swaying in the desert
I believe that I am
born like a bright summer flower
Never withering, and the demon can cure me. The lure from the moonlight and the carcass
assists the extreme to capture the ethereal beauty
Life is full of intensity and purity
There are always memories running through the world
I believe that I
die like a beautiful autumn leaf
I don't want to be chaotic, and my posture is like smoke
Even if I wither, I will retain my pride
mysterious and mysterious
. I believe that love
love is a struggling blue algae
like a sad wind
passing through my bleeding vein
the belief of staying in the years
I believe that everything can be heard
even predicted to be separated, and I can't grasp it for a moment when I meet another self
If I look around here and there, the lost will never return
Please look at my head.
Deeply moved by wind, frost, rain and snow
Prajnaparamita, with one sound
Live like summer flowers and die like autumn leaves
What do you care about
—— Appreciation of Tagore's Life Like Summer Flowers
Live like summer flowers and die like autumn leaves, which is exactly what it means.
Life should be as gorgeous as summer flowers, and strive to bloom, but apart from the beauty in life, there will inevitably be imperfections and unsatisfactory endings in life. Even if I am sad like death, I will accept all endings calmly like autumn leaves, and I have tried my best to experience the most beautiful ones, so there will be no regrets.