Selected Works of Tagore
◎Poetry
>>>Tagore’s Poems>>>>Birds
◎Short Stories
>>>Treasures of the Preface to the Picture Scroll of the Times>>>Female Beggar>>>The Narration of the Riverside Steps
>>>Breakup>>>Transfer of Property>>>>Little Wife
>>>One Night>>>Alive or Dead>>>Victory and Defeat
>>>People of Kabul>>>Suba>>Mohamaya
>>>Repay>>>Edit>>>Judgment
>>>An old little story>>>So that’s how it is>>>Notebook
>>>Illegal entry> >>Dark clouds and sun>>>Atonement
>>>Judge>>>Sister>>>Get rid of arrogance
>>>Mistake>>>>Meet you in court>>>> Unavoidable Disaster
>>>Female Neighbor>>>Fulfillment of Promise>>>Haldar Family
>>>Hemonti>>>Female Hermit>>>A A woman's letter
>>>Farewell night>>>Strange woman>>>Groom and bride
>>>Prejudice>>>Artist>>>Stolen treasure< /p>
>>>The final reward>>>Muslim stories
◎Novel
>>>Shipwreck
◎Collected Works of Rabindranath Tagore< /p>
>>>Tagore’s Literary Temple>>New Moon Collection>>Gitanjali
>>>The Lover’s Yi>>>Collected Again>>>>Ye Pan Ji
>>>You Siji>>>Gardener Ji>>>Fei Niao Ji
Fei Niao Ji 1 (Chinese and English)
>>>Dukou >>>Fruit Collection>>>The Last Weekly Collection
>>>On Rabindranath Tagore’s Prose Poems ① >>>Lyric Poems>>>Dust Collection
>>>Ji Libala>>>Collection of Random Thoughts>>>Abandonment
>>>Late Night
Collection of Flying Birds
Translated by Zheng Zhenduo
1
The summer birds flew to my window to sing and then flew away again.
The yellow leaves in autumn have nothing to sing about, they just sigh and fly down there.
2
A group of little wanderers in the world, please leave your footprints in my words.
3
The world takes off its mask of vastness towards its lover.
It has become smaller, as small as a song, as small as an eternal kiss.
4
It is the tears of "earth" that keep her smile youthful.
5
The vast desert passionately pursued the love of a leaf of green grass, but she shook her head, laughed, and flew away.
6
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, then you will also miss the stars.
7
The dancing water, the sand in your way, demands your singing, your flow. Are you willing to sink into the lame sand?
8
Her eager face disturbs my dream like rain at night.
9
Once, we dreamed that we were strangers to each other.
We woke up, but we knew that we were in love with each other.
10
Sorrow calmed down in my heart, like dusk in a silent forest.
11
Some invisible fingers, like lazy smiles, are playing gurgling music in my heart.
12
"Sea water, what are you talking about?"
"It is the eternal question."
"The sky Ah, what is my answer? "
"It is eternal silence."
13
Listen quietly, my heart, listen to that. The whisper of "the world" is his expression of love for you.
14
The mystery of creation is like the darkness of the night - it is great. And the phantom of knowledge is nothing more than morning mist.
15
Don’t let your love sit on a cliff just because the cliff is high.
16
I was sitting in front of the window this morning. The "world" stayed for a while like a passerby, nodded to me and walked past.
17
These whispers are the rustling sound of green leaves; they whisper happily in my heart.
18
You cannot see your truth, all you see is your shadow.
19
Lord, my wishes are so foolish, they are shouting among your songs.
Let me just listen.
20
I can't choose the best.
I am the best choice.
21
Those who carry lamps on their backs cast their shadows in front of them.
22
My existence is a permanent miracle of so-called life.
23
"We, the rustling leaves, all have a voice to answer the storm, but who are you, so silent?"
"I Just a flower."
24
Rest belongs to work as eyelids belong to eyes.
25
Man is a newborn child, and his strength is the power of growth.
26
God wants us to repay him with the flowers he gives us, not with the sun and the land.
27
Guang is like a naked child, happily playing among the green leaves. He does not know that people can deceive.
28
O beauty, find yourself in love, not in the flattery of your mirror.
29
My heart beats her waves on the shores of the "world", and with tears in my eyes I write her inscription on it:
"I love you."
30
"Yue'er, what are you waiting for?"
"To pay tribute, I must make way for him. The sun."
31
The green trees grow in front of my window, like the longing voice of the mute earth.
32
God’s own morning is new to Himself.
33
Life obtains its assets due to the requirements of the "world", and obtains its value due to the requirements of love.
34
The dry river bed is not grateful for his past.
35
The bird wishes to be a cloud.
Yun'er would like to be a bird.
36
The waterfall sang: "I will sing when I am free."
37
I can't say this Why is my heart so silently depressed?
He will never ask for, never know, or remember those small needs.
38
Woman, when you are doing housework, your limbs sing, just like the mountain stream singing as it flows through the pebbles.
39
When the sun crosses the sea in the west, he pays his last salute to the east.
40
Don’t blame your food because you have no appetite.
41
As if expressing the wishes of the earth, the trees stood on their toes and peered into the sky.
42
You smiled slightly and said nothing to me, but I feel that I have been waiting for this for a long time.
43
The fish in the water are silent, the beasts on the land are noisy, and the birds in the air are singing; but humans have both the silence of the sea. , the noise on earth, and the music in the air.
44
The "world" runs over the strings of the hesitant heart, playing melancholy music.
45
He regards his sword as his god.
While his sword triumphed he himself failed.
46
God finds himself in creation.
47
The shadow puts on her veil, secretly, meekly, following the "light" with her silent steps of love.
48
The stars are not afraid to look like fireflies.
49
Thank God, I am not a wheel of power, but one of the living people who are pressed under this wheel.
50
The heart is sharp, not broad. It is attached to every point, but does not move.
51
Your idols are scattered in the dust, which proves that God’s dust is greater than your idols.
52
Man cannot express himself in his history. He struggles to show his prominence in history.
53
The glass lamp blamed the tile lamp for calling him his cousin, but when the bright moon came out, the glass lamp smiled gently and called the bright moon - " My dear, dear sister."
54
We met and came closer like seagulls meeting waves. The seagulls flew away, the waves rolled away, and we parted.
55
The day's work was finished, so I was like a boat dragged on the beach, quietly listening to the dancing music of the evening tide.
56
Our life is gifted, and we can only get it if we give it.
57
When we are extremely humble, that is when we are closest to greatness.
58
The sparrow saw the peacock carrying its feathers and was worried about it.
59
Never be afraid of a moment - this is what the eternal voice sings.
60
The hurricane seeks the shortest way among the roadless, and suddenly ends its pursuit in the "nothing country".
61
Drink my wine in my own cup, friend.
As soon as it is poured into someone else's glass, the dancing foam of this wine will disappear.
62
"Complete" decorates itself beautifully for the love of "incomplete".
63
God said to people: "I heal you, so you want to hurt me. I love you, so you want to punish you."
64
p>Thank you flame for giving you light, but don’t forget the person holding the lamp, he is standing stoically in the darkness.
65
Little grass, although your steps are small, you own the land under your feet.
66
The young flower opened its buds and cried: "Dear world, please don't wither."
67
God will be disgusted with the big empire, but he will never hate the little flower.
68
Error cannot withstand failure, but truth is not afraid of failure.
69
The waterfall song said: "Although a little water is enough for the thirsty, I happily gave all my water."
< p>70Where is the source of the endless carnival and joy that throws those flowers up?
71
The woodcutter’s ax asked the tree for the ax handle.
The tree gave it to him.
72
In this lonely dusk, covered with fog and rain, I feel the sigh of my heart's loneliness.
73
Chastity is an asset born from abundant love.
74
Fog, like love, plays on the hearts of mountains, producing all kinds of beautiful changes.
75
We see the world wrong and say that it deceives us.
76
The poet's wind is coming out of the ocean and forest, seeking its own song.
77
The divine message that comes with every child when he is born says: God has not yet become disillusioned with man.
78
The green grass begs for her earthly companion.
The trees beg him for the loneliness of the sky.
79
Man builds a dike against himself.
80
My friend, your voice floats in my heart, like the whisper of the sea water, lingering among the listening pine forests.
81
What is this invisible flame of darkness, with stars as its sparks?
82
Make life as gorgeous as summer flowers and death as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves.
83
Those who want to be good are knocking at the door, but those who love see the door open.
84
In death, many become one; in life, this "one" becomes many.
When God dies, religion will become one.
85
The artist is the lover of nature, so he is the slave and master of nature.
86
“How far are you from me, fruit?”
“I am hiding in your heart, flower.
”
87
This desire is for the one who can be felt in the dark but cannot be seen in the broad daylight.
88
The dewdrop said to the lake: "You are the big dewdrop under the lotus leaf, and I am the smaller dewdrop on the lotus leaf." ”
89
The scabbard protects the sharpness of the knife, and it itself is content with its dullness.
90
In the dark "One" is seen as one, and in the light, "one" is seen as many.
91
The earth shows her hospitality with the help of green grass.
91
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92
The life and death of the green leaves are the rapid rotation of the whirlwind, and its wider rotating circle is the slow rotation among the stars in the sky.
< p>93The authority says to the world: “I am mine. "
The world imprisoned authority under her throne.
Love said to the world: "I am yours. ”
The world gives love the freedom to come and go in her house.
94
The thick fog seems to be the wish of the earth.
It hides the sun, and the sun is what she calls for.
95
Be still, my heart, these trees are prayers.
95
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96
The noise of the moment mocks the eternal music
97
I think of life, love and death. Many other times on the river, and the forgetfulness of these times, I feel the freedom of leaving the world.
98
The melancholy in my soul is hers. The veil of the bride.
This veil waits to be removed in the night.
99
The mark of death gives value to the coin of life; it makes it possible to spend life. Come and buy the real treasure.
100
The white clouds stand humbly in the corner of the sky.
The morning light puts a glow on him. >
101
The dust is humiliated, but repays with her flowers
102
Just walk over, don’t linger to pick. Keep the flowers, because along the way, the flowers will continue to bloom.
103
The roots are the branches in the sky. /p>
104
The music of summer, far gone, soars in autumn, seeking its old stronghold.
105
Don’t. It is insulting to lend your merits from your own pocket to your friends.
106
The feeling of the nameless days clings to my heart. Just like the green moss climbing around the old tree
107
The echo mocks her original voice to prove that she is the original voice.
When a wealthy and wealthy man boasts of special favor from God, God is ashamed.
109
I cast my own shadow. On my way, because I have a light that has not yet been lit.
110
Man goes into the noisy crowd in order to drown his own silent cry. .
111
What ends in exhaustion is "death", but "perfection" ends in infinity.
112
The sun. Wearing a simple bare dress, the white clouds are covered with brilliant skirts.
113
The mountains are like a crowd of people shouting, raising their arms to catch the sky.
114
Although the road is crowded, it is lonely because it is not loved. Authority boasts of its evil deeds; the falling yellow leaves and floating clouds laugh at it
116
Today the earth hums to me in the sunshine. , like a weaving woman, humming some ancient songs in a forgotten language.
117
Green grass is worthy of the great world in which it grows.
118
The dream is a wife who must talk.
Sleep is a silently endured husband.
119
The night kissed the passing days and whispered softly in the ear: "I am death, your mother. I will give you a new life." ”
120
Dark night, I feel your beauty. Your beauty is like a lovely woman, when she puts out the light.
121
I bring to my world the prosperity of those worlds that have passed.
122
Dear friend, when I listened quietly to the waves, I felt your greatness several times in the deep dusk on this coast. The thought was silent.
123
The bird thought that lifting the fish in the air was an act of charity.
124
The night said to the sun: "In the moon, you sent me your love letter.
"
"I have left my tearful answer on the green grass. ”
125
A great man is a born child, and when he dies, he gives the world his great childhood.
126
p>It is not the blow of the mallet, but the singing and dancing of the water, that makes the pebbles perfect.
127
The bees sip honey from the flowers and leave the camp to thank them.
The flamboyant butterfly believes that the flower should thank him
128
If you are not waiting to tell the complete truth, then say it. It’s easy to get out.
129
“Possible” asked “Impossible”:
“Where do you live? "
It replied: "In the dream of the powerless one. ”
130
If you shut out all errors, the truth will also be shut out.
131
I hear something rustling behind the sorrow of my heart - I cannot see it
132
Idle time is work
When the still water stirs, it becomes waves.
133
When the green leaves fall in love, they become flowers.
When the flowers worship, they become fruits. .
134
The roots buried in the ground make the branches produce fruits, but they do not ask for any reward. At dusk, the wind blows endlessly.
I look at the swaying branches and miss the greatness of all things.
136
The wind and rain in the middle of the night are like a cloud. The huge child wakes up in the untimely night, starts playing and shouting
137
O sea, my lonely bride of the storm, although you are. Making waves to follow your lover, but in vain
138
The words say about work: "I am ashamed of my emptiness. ”
Job said to the text: “When I see you, I know how poor I am.” ”
139
Time is the wealth of change, but the clock in its game article makes it just a change without wealth.
140< /p>
The truth feels too restrictive when wearing clothes
In imagination, she moves very comfortably.
141
Of course. As I traveled here and there, Road, I got tired of you, but now, as you lead me everywhere, I fall in love with you and marry you.
< p>142Let me imagine that among the stars, there is a star that guides my life through the unknowable darkness.
143
Woman, you touched my instrument with your beautiful fingers, and order was born like music
144
A melancholy voice nested in. In the passing years.
It sang to me in the night - "I love you." ”
145
The burning fire, with its blazing light, forbids me from approaching him.
Draw me from the embers hidden in the ashes Save it.
146
I have stars in the sky,
But, alas, the little lamp in my house is not lit.
147
The dust of dead words clings to you
Cleanse your soul with silence
148
< p>There are many gaps in life, from which the melancholy music of death is sent.149
The world has opened its bright heart in the morning.
Come out, my heart, and bring your love to meet it
150
My thoughts shine with these shining green leaves, I. My heart touches this sunlight and sings; my life is joyful because it floats with all things in the blue of space and the ink black of time.
151
God. The great authority is in the gentle breeze, not in the violent storm.
152
In the dream, everything is scattered and pressing on me, but this. It's just a dream. When I wake up, I will feel that all these things have gathered with you, and I will be free.
153
The sunset asked. : "Who is continuing my duties? "
Wa Deng said: "I will do my best, my master. ”
154
When you pick the petals, you cannot get the beauty of the flower.
155
Silence contains speech, just as The nest is surrounded by sleeping birds.
156
The big ones are not afraid of swimming with the small ones.
The ones in the middle stay away.
157
The night secretly bloomed the flowers, but let the day accept the words of thanks.
158
Power considers the pain of the victim. It's ungrateful.
159
When we take pleasure in our fullness, then we can part ways with our fruits happily.
160
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, - "We are your homesick children, mother, and now we have returned to you from the sky."< /p>
161
The spider web seems to be trying to catch the dew point, but it catches the fly instead.
162
Love, when you come with the lighted lamp of pain in your hand, I can see your face and consider you happy.
163
The firefly said to the stars in the sky: "Scholars say that your light will be extinguished one day."
The stars in the sky did not answer. he.
164
In the dim light of dusk, the morning birds come to my silent nest.
165
Thoughts passed through my heart like a flock of wild ducks flying across the sky.
I heard the sound of their wings.
166
Goujiu always likes to think: the river exists specifically to supply it with water flow.
167
The world kisses me with its pain and demands song as payment.
168
What is oppressing me, is it my soul that wants to go out, or is it the soul of the world, knocking on the door of my heart, wanting to come in?
169
Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
170
I dip the bowl of my heart into this moment of silence; it is filled with love.
171
Either you are doing the work, or you are not.
When you have to say: "Let's do something!" then the nonsense starts.
172
The sunflower is ashamed to regard the nameless flower as her compatriot.
The sun rose, smiled at it, and said: "How are you, my darling?"
173
"Who is like destiny? Pushing me forward?"
"That's me, striding behind me"
174
Yun Ba Shui. Poured into the water cup of the river, they themselves are hidden in the distant mountains.
175
As I walked, water leaked from my water bottle.
Only very little water is left for my home use.
176
The water in the cup is bright; the water in the sea is black.
Little Li can speak clearly with words; Dali can only be silent.
177
Your smile is the flowers in your own garden, your conversation is the rustle of the pine forest on your own mountain, but your heart is that woman, that A woman we all know.
178
I leave small gifts to the people I love - big gifts to everyone.
179
Woman, you surround the heart of the world with the depth of your tears, just as the sea surrounds the earth.
180
The sun greets me with a smile.
Rain, its sad sister, talks to my heart.
181
The flower in my book sheds its forgotten petals.
In the dusk, this flower matures into a golden fruit of memory.
182
I am like the night road, quietly listening to the footsteps of memory.
183
The dusk sky, in my opinion, is like a window, a light, and a waiting behind the light.
184
People who are too busy doing good deeds cannot find time to do good deeds.
185
I am an autumn cloud, empty and does not carry rain, but in the mature rice fields, I see my fulfillment.
186
They are jealous, they kill, but people praise them.
However, God was shy and hurriedly buried his memory under the green grass.
187
The toes have given up their former fingers.
188
Darkness travels towards light, but the blind travel towards death.
189
The puppy suspects that the universe is conspiring to usurp its position.
190
Sit quietly, my heart, and don’t raise your dust.
Let the world find its own way to you.
191
Before the arrow was about to be shot, the bow whispered to the arrow - "Your freedom is mine."
192
Woman, in your laughter there is the music of the fountain of life.
193
A heart full of reason is like a knife full of sharp edges.
It causes the hands of those who use it to bleed.
194
God loves the lights of this world more than his own star.
195
This world is a stormy world tamed by the music of beauty.
196
The clouds in the sunset said to the sun: "My heart is like a golden treasure chest after being kissed by you."
197
p>If you touch it, you may kill; if you stay away, you may possess it.
198
The chirping of crickets and the pattering of night rain reached my ears from the darkness, as if my lost boyhood came rustling into my dreams.
199
The flower shouts to the dawn sky that has lost all its stars: "My dew points are all lost."
200
The burning block of wood, blazing with fire, cried out - "This is my flower, my death."
201
The wasp used the neighboring bee to store Honey Nest is too small.
Its neighbor asked it to build a smaller one.
202
The bank says to the river: "I cannot keep your waves."
"Let me keep your footprints in my heart. ”
203
The daytime floods the silence of the entire universe with the noise of this small earth.
204
Songs feel infinite in the air, pictures feel infinite on the ground, and poetry is the same no matter in the air or on the ground;
Because The words of the poem contain meaning that can move and music that can fly.
205
As the sun sets in the west, its morning east already stands silently before it.
206
Let me not mistakenly place myself in my world and turn it against me.
207
Honor shames me because I secretly seek it.
208
When I have nothing to do, let me do nothing and sink into the quiet depths without harassment, just like the seaside when the water is silent twilight.
209
Girl, your simplicity is like the blue of the lake, showing the depth of your truth.
210
The best things do not come alone.
He came with everything.
211
God’s right hand is loving, but His left hand is terrible.
212
My evening light comes from among the strange trees, and it speaks in a language that my dawn star does not understand.
213
The darkness of night is a bag filled with the golden light of dawn.
214
Our desires lend the colors of the rainbow to a life that is nothing but clouds.
215
God waits to win back from man his own flowers as a gift.
216
My worries haunt me and ask me for their own names.
217
The career of fruits is respectful, the career of flowers is sweet, but let me do the career of leaves, which humbly and attentively hang their green shades.
218
My heart spreads the sail to the waning wind, and wants to go to the island of shade wherever it is.
219
The lone husbands are violent, but the people are kind.
220
Consider me your cup, filled with water for you and for your people.
221
The violent storm is like the cry of the god in pain because his love has been rejected by the earth.
222
The world will not crack, because death is not a gap.
223
Life is richer because of love.
224
My friend, your great heart shines with the light of the rising sun in the east, just like a solitary snow-covered peak at dawn.
225
The flowing spring of death makes the still water of life jump.
226
Those who have everything but you, my God, laugh at those who have nothing but you.
227
The movement of life finds its rest in its own music.
228
Kicking your feet can only raise dust from the ground but cannot gain anything.
229
Our name is the light that shines on the waves at night, disappearing without leaving a trace.
230
Let him who opens his eyes look at the rose also look at its thorns.
231
If gold is tied to the bird's wings, the bird will never be able to fly in the sky again.
232
The lotus flowers in our local area have bloomed again on the unfamiliar water here, emitting the same fragrance, but the names have been changed.
233
In the distant view of the heart, the distance seems wider.
234
The moon shines her light all over the sky, but leaves her dark spots to herself.
235
Don’t say, “It’s morning.” Don’t dismiss it with the noun “yesterday.”
Think of it as the first time you see a newborn child who doesn’t have a name yet.
236
The blue smoke boasted to the sky, and the ashes boasted to the earth, thinking that they were brothers of fire.
237
The raindrops whispered to the jasmine flower: "Keep me in your heart forever."
The jasmine flower sighed and fell to the ground. .
238
Shy thoughts, don’t be afraid of me.
I am a poet.
239
My heart seems to be filled with the chirping of crickets in the hazy silence - the gray twilight song.
240
Firecracker, your contempt for the stars has followed you back to the earth.
241
You once led me through the crowded journey of my day to the loneliness of my dusk.
In the silence of the night, I waited for its meaning.
242
Our life is like crossing a sea, we are all together in this small boat.
When we die, we reach the shore and go to our own worlds.
243
The river of truth flows through the ditch of his errors.
244
Today my heart is homesick, thinking of that sweet moment across the sea of ??time.
245
The song of the bird is the echo of dawn reverberating from the earth.
246
Morning light asked Buttercup: "Are you too proud to kiss me?"
247
The little flower asked: "How should I sing to you, how should I worship you, Sun?"
The sun replied: "Just use your pure and simple silence."
248
When man is a beast, he is worse than the beast.
249
When the black clouds are kissed by the light, they turn into flowers in the sky.
250
Don’t let the edge of the blade mock the dullness of its handle.
251
The silence of the night is like a deep lamp, and the Milky Way is its burning light.
252
Death is like the infinite song of the sea, impacting around the Guangming Island of life day and night.
253
The petal-like mountain peak is drinking sunlight. Doesn’t this mountain look like a flower?
254
If the meaning of "truth" is misunderstood and the importance is reversed, it becomes "unreal".
255
My heart, find your beauty in the flow of the world, just as the boat gets the grace of the wind and water.
256
Eyes are not distinguished by their ability to see, but by their spectacles.
257
I live in my little world, for fear of shrinking it even a little bit. Lift me up into your world and give me the freedom to happily lose everything I have.
258
Hypocrisy can never become truth by virtue of its growth in power.
259
My heart beats the waves on the shore to the beat of its song, longing to caress this sunny and green world.
260
The grass on the roadside, love the stars in the sky, then, yours