"One flower, one world, one leaf, one pursuit. One song, one sigh, one life for one person" means: A flower can also have its own world, and a leaf can also have its own pursuit; A song has its desolate moments, and one lives only for one person. It expresses a sad and poignant feeling that the author misses his other half very much, but it is difficult to realize it.
The whole poem is:
One sand and one world, ?One flower and one paradise. ?Holding infinity in both hands, ?A moment is eternity. ?One grain of sand is one world, ?one flower is one paradise, ?one tree is one Bodhi, ?one leaf is one Tathagata. ?
From the British poet Blake's "Naive Prophecy".
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English original text of "Naive Prophecy":
To see a world in a grain of sand
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.
A robin redbreast in a cage
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Puts all heaven in a rage.
A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons
Shudders hell thro' all its regions.
< p>A dog starv'd at his master's gatePredicts the ruin of the state.
A horse misused upon the road
Calls to heaven for human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted hare
A fiber from the brain does tear.
A skylark wounded in the wing,
A cherubim does cease to sing.
The game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight
Does the rising sun affright.
Every wolf's and lion's howl
Raises from hell a human soul.
The wild deer, wand'ring here and there,
Keeps the human soul from care.
The lamb misus'd breeds public strife,
And yet forgives the butcher's knife.
The bat that flits at close of eve
Has left the brain that won't believe.
The owl that calls upon the night
Speaks the unbeliever's fright.
He who shall hurt the little wren< /p>
Shall never be belov'd by men.
He who the ox to wrath has mov'd
Shall never be by woman lov'd.
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The wanton boy that kills the fly
Shall feel the spider's enmity.
He who torments the chafer's sprite
Weaves a bower in endless night.
The caterpillar on the leaf
Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.
Kill not the moth nor butterfly,
For the last judgment draweth nigh.
He who shall train the horse to war
Shall never pass the polar bar.
The beggar's dog and widow's cat,< /p>
Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.
The gnat that sings his summer's song
Poison gets from slander's tongue.
The poison of the snake and newt
Is the sweat of envy's foot.
The poison of the honey bee
Is the artist's jealousy.
The prince's robes and beggar's rags
Are toadstools on the miser's bags.
A truth that's told with bad intent
Beats all the lies you can invent.
It is right it should be so;
Man was made for joy and woe;
And when this we rightly know,
Thro' the world we safely go.
Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothing for the soul divine.
Under every grief and pine< /p>
Runs a joy with silken twine.
The babe is more than swaddling bands;
Throughout all these human lands;
Tools were made and born were hands,
Every farmer understands.
Every tear from every eye
Becomes a babe in eternity;
This is caught by females bright,
And return'd to its own delight.
The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,
Are waves that beat on heaven's shore.
The babe that weeps the rod beneath
Writes revenge in realms of death.
The beggar's rags, fluttering in air,
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Does to rags the heavens tear.
The soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,
Palsied strikes the summer's sun.
The poor man's farthing is worth more
Than all the gold on Afric's shore.
One mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands
Shall buy and sell the miser's lands;
Or, if protected from on high,
Does that whole nation sell and buy.
He who mocks the infant's faith
Shall be mock'd in age and death.
He who shall teach the child to doubt
The rotting grave shall ne'er get out.
< p>He who respects the infant's faithTriumphs over hell and death.
The child's toys and the old man's reasons
Are the fruits of the two seasons .
The questioner, who sits so sly,
Shall never know how to reply.
He who replies to words of doubt
Doth put the light of knowledge out.
The strongest poison ever known
Came from Caesar's laurel crown.
Nought can deform the human race
Like to the armour's iron brace.
When gold and gems adorn the plow,
To peaceful arts shall envy bow.
A riddle, or the cricket's cry,
Is to doubt a fit reply.
The emmet's inch and eagle's mile
Make lame philosophy to smile.
< p>He who doubts from what he seesWill ne'er believe, do what you please.
If the sun and moon should doubt,
They 'd immediately go out.
To be in a passion you good may do,
But no good if a passion is in you.
The whore and gambler, by the state
Licensed, build that nation's fate.
The harlot's cry from street to street
Shall weave old England's winding-sheet.
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The winner's shout, the loser's curse,
Dance before dead England's hearse.
Every night and every morn
Some to misery are born ,
Every morn and every night
Some are born to sweet delight.
Some are born to sweet delight,
Some are born to endless night.
We are led to believe a lie
When we see not thro' the eye,
Which was born in a night to perish in a night,
When the soul slept in beams of light.
God appears, and God is light,
To those poor souls who dwell in night ;
But does a human form display
To those who dwell in realms of day.
William Blake, the first important Englishman Romantic poet and printmaker, one of the most important poets in the history of English literature, and a devout Christian. His main poems include poetry collections "Songs of Innocence" and "Songs of Experience". The early works are concise and lively, while the later works tend to be mysterious and deep, full of mystery. ?
He and his wife depended on each other throughout his life, and he lived a simple and peaceful creative life with the wages of painting and engraving. Later, the poet Yeats and others re-edited his collection of poems, and people were surprised by his piety and profoundness. Then his letters and notes were published one after another, and his great divine paintings were gradually recognized by the world, so the poet and painter Blake's lofty status in the art world was undoubtedly established.
Blake maintained radical tendencies in religion, politics and art throughout his life. His strong religious consciousness, artist's talent and rich life experience provide his poetry with an inexhaustible source of creation, and make his poetry have obvious religious, prophetic, philosophical and artistic qualities. Big features. His contribution to British poetry, especially romantic poetry, is obvious. His early poems mainly include "Poetry Sketches", "Songs of Innocence" and "Songs of Experience".
Source: Baidu Encyclopedia: William Blake? Baidu Encyclopedia: Naive Prophecy