From Tagore's Birds
I hear echoes, from the valley and the heart.
Harvesting an empty soul with a lonely sickle.
Repeated refusal, repeated happiness.
There are swaying oases in the desert.
I believe in myself.
Born like bright summer flowers.
Never flinch, enchanting as fire.
Bear the burden of heartbeat and breathing.
Enjoy it.
I hear music, from moonlight and body.
Aesthetics of assisting extreme bait to capture ethereal.
Life is full of intense and naive.
There are always memories running through the world.
I believe in myself.
Death is like a beautiful autumn leaf.
Not prosperous, not chaotic, and the posture is like smoke.
Even if it withers, it will retain the pride of plump muscles and clear bones.
Mysterious and mysterious.
I hear love, and I believe in love.
Love is a struggling blue-green algae.
Like a sad wind.
Through my bleeding veins
Faith in the years of stationing.
I believe I can hear everything.
Even foresee separation and meet another self.
And some moments are impossible to grasp.
No matter east or west, what is lost will never come back.
Please look at my hairpin,
Along the way, all the way to blossom.
Often missing something,
Deeply moved by wind, frost, rain and snow.
Prajna paramita, let me know.
Life is like summer flowers and death is like autumn leaves.
And care about what you have.
2. Fireflies
-Excerpt from Tagore's poetry collection "Gitanjali"
Little fireflies, in the Woods, in the dark dusk,
How happily you spread your wings!
You pour your heart into joy.
You are neither the sun nor the moon,
Aren't you less fun?
You ended your life,
You lit your own lamp;
Everything you have is your own,
You owe nobody;
You just obeyed,
Your inner strength.
You broke through the darkness,
You are young, but you are not young,
Because all the light in the universe,
Are all your relatives.
Ignite yourself in the dark night sky and send a ray of light to you in the distance. ....
All the happiness comes from me burning in the dark and you fuzzy. ....
Extended data:
Tagore made bold innovations in poetry, genre, language and expression. Stylistically, realistic themes are regarded as having contemplative factors, and contemplative genres are regarded as having realistic factors; Genre, the poet created the form of "story poem" and political lyric poem; He also devoted himself to writing free verse.
Tagore is good at learning and using spoken language in people's lives, making the language of poetry lively and vivid; In terms of creative methods, he organically combines realism with romanticism, but romanticism is more important in lyric poetry and realism is more in narrative works.
Tagore's women come from different castes and classes and have different identities.
Such as child brides, widowed girls, buried widows, deceived girls, traditional Indian housewives, well-educated celebrities and intellectual women with new ideas. These women are often portrayed as victims of traditional bad habits, pursuers of happy love and new Indian women in the author's ideal.
The low status and miserable situation of Indian women are the result of politics, race, religion and husband's bondage, and are the reflection of all kinds of disadvantages caused by Indian religious society.
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