Red river, red river,
The slowly flowing heat is silent.
No will can be as calm as a river. ?
Is the heat only heard once?
The graceful movements of mockingbirds and the quiet mountains.
Waiting. The gate is waiting. Purple trees,
Bai Shu, wait, wait?
Delay, decline. Alive, alive,
Never exercise, always exercise.
Iron thoughts accompany me.
Disappear with me again
Red river, river, river. ?
Second, the last pair of eyes full of tears I saw Eliot
The last time I saw eyes full of tears,
Cross the dividing line.
Here, in the dream of death. ?
The golden illusion reappeared.
I see eyes, but I don't see tears. ?
This is my pain,
This is my suffering. ?
Eyes I'll never see again,
Eyes full of determination.
Except at the door of another kingdom of death,
Eyes I'll never see again
There, just like here.
The vitality of the eyes is longer,
Longer than tears.
Eyes are laughing at us.
Extended data
Thomas Stearns Eliot's representative works include The Waste Land and Quartet. He studied philosophy and comparative literature at Harvard University, was exposed to Sanskrit and oriental culture, was interested in Hegelian philosophers, and was influenced by French symbolism literature.
The Waste Land, published in 1922, won him an international reputation and was regarded by critics as the most influential poem in the 20th century, which was a milestone in modern British and American poetry. 1927, Eliot became a British citizen. The Quartet published by 1943 earned him the Nobel Prize in Literature of 1948. In his later years, he devoted himself to poetry and drama creation. Eliot died in London on 1965.