Let life be as beautiful as summer flowers.
Life, wasting time and time again and turning off the lights.
Frivolous and tireless
Life is frivolous again and again.
Frivolous and tireless
one
one
I heard echoes, from the valley and the heart.
I hear echoes, from the valley and the heart.
Open to the lonely soul reaping with sickle.
Harvesting an empty soul with a lonely sickle
Repeat loudly, and repeat happiness.
Repeated refusal, repeated happiness.
Finally swaying in the desert oasis
There are swaying oases in the desert.
I believe I am.
I believe in myself.
Born as a bright summer flower
Born like bright summer flowers
Don't wither the undefeated fiery demon rule
Not afraid of being unbeaten, like fire.
Heart rate and breathing to bear this burdensome load
Boring
Bear the burden of heartbeat and breathing.
Enjoy it forever
two
two
I heard music, from the moon and the corpse.
I hear music, from moonlight and body.
Assist the bait of extreme aestheticism to capture the mystery
Assist extreme bait to capture ethereal beauty.
Full of intense life, but also full of purity.
Life is full of intense and naive.
There are always memories on the whole earth.
There are always memories throughout the world.
I believe I am.
I believe in myself.
Died of the quiet beauty of autumn leaves
Death is like a beautiful autumn leaf.
Sheng is not chaos, smoke gestures way
Don't be full of confusion and gestures.
Even Wilt proudly kept the muscles of the bone Qing Feng.
mysterious
Even if it withers, it will retain the pride of plump muscles and clear bones.
Extremely mysterious and profound
three
three
I hear love, I believe in love.
I hear love, and I believe in love.
Love is a pool of struggling blue-green algae.
Love is a struggling blue-green algae.
Like a bleak micro-explosive wind
Like a sad wind
Flowing through my veins
Through my bleeding veins
Years in faith
Belief in the garrison years
four
four
I believe everyone can hear you.
I believe I can hear everything.
Even a premonition of separation, I met another self.
Even foresee separation and meet another self.
Some can't grasp the opportunity.
And some moments are impossible to grasp.
Facing east and west, the dead are gone.
No matter east or west, what is lost will never come back.
Look, I have hairpin flowers on my head, which are blooming all the way.
Look at my hairpins, they are blooming all the way.
Often miss some, but also deeply touched by the wind, frost, snow or rain.
I missed some frequently and was deeply moved by wind, frost, rain and snow.
five
five
Prajna paramita, coming right away
Prajna paramita, let me know.
Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
What do you care about having?
What do you care about having?
A Brief Introduction to Life Like Summer Flowers
Life is like a summer flower. Tagore's poems are included in Birds. Poetic language is beautiful and meaningful, which perfectly combines lyric and philosophical thinking, giving people endless beauty and enlightenment.
The moral of the poem is that life should be as dazzling as summer flowers, and efforts should be made to bloom, but in addition to the beauty in life, life will inevitably have imperfect and unsatisfactory endings. Even if you are sad as death, you will be as beautiful as autumn leaves. I have tried my best to experience the most beautiful, so there will be no regrets.