Reading the furthest distance in the world by Indian poet Tagore made me cry. Yes, there is a distance farther than life and death, not across the ancient and modern times in time, nor including the universe in space, but the most difficult distance, the distance between hearts.
Life and death are a kind of distance that can never be combined, but being close at hand is a stranger, which is a further distance between the heart of a secret admirer and the person he loves. Love can't get along, lovers can't get married, this is the distance between lovers who regret forever, and you pretend not to care when you clearly love, which is a contradictory and painful distance from the heart. But it's further than this, you know? It is inner indifference, contempt for love, and the face of someone who loves himself. In the farthest distance in the world, he dug an insurmountable ditch and refused love.
Distance can produce beauty, but the furthest distance in the world is painful. The whole poem takes love as the main line, and the poet's sensitive poems reveal painful and helpless feelings, which can not help but make people calm. The poem is short and neat, and the whole poem consists of four groups of "not … but ……". Through the way of comparison, we can go deeper and deeper, bring readers to the farthest distance of that kind of pain, and infect every reader with the poet's feelings. At the end of reading, people suddenly realized that the farthest distance in the world is actually the distance between hearts, which has long been blurred by tears.
Man, why don't you let go of your inner indifference, narrow the distance between your heart and your heart, and feel the love given to you by others?
Don't let heart and heart become the furthest distance in the world! This is a kind of sadness.
Appreciation of banyan trees in Tagore's poems
In this poem, the banyan tree becomes a child's friend. The poet vividly described the child's meditation and fantasy about a tall banyan tree in the second person.
"The furry banyan tree standing by the pool" and "the pool" are the places where banyan trees grow, which lays the foundation for the following further dialogue. "Pengtou" is the shape of a banyan tree. Banyan is an evergreen tree with many branches, air roots and a large crown. It grows in the tropics and is a common tree in India. In literary works, banyan is often a symbol of hometown. Therefore, the poet imagines the banyan tree as a child's friend, which is convenient for expressing homesickness. "Like a bird on your branch", the poet compares the child to a bird here to arouse the memory of "banyan tree".
The "tangled roots on the ground" are invisible, but from the perspective of children, they are visible. "Root" is a pun here, which means "seeking the root and never forgetting the root".
Then it describes three pictures of daily life: women pumping water, dancing in the sun, ducks swimming around. These pictures of life can arouse children's memory of "banyan tree".
Finally, the poet imagines the child as a "wind", "shadow" and "duck" that cannot be separated from the banyan tree for an instant.
Banyan is the embodiment of hometown and mother. Children's meditation and fantasy in the face of banyan trees is a manifestation of missing their hometown and mother. The description of banyan in the poem reminds us of our mother's character and image.
Thoughts on "Birds"
"The fish in the water is silent, the animals on the land are noisy, and so are the birds in the air.
It's too noisy. But human beings have the silence of the sea, the noise of the land and the sound of the sky.
Music. "
When I read this sentence, my heart was full of emotion and warmth.
Around the new room. I don't want to know what Tagore is trying to say, that human beings have more than others.
There are many animals, or other deeper thoughts, all at that moment.
There's no point.
What you need to read poetry is that moment. At that moment, I saw Tagore standing at the window.
Looking at the scenery outside, the night wind blows gently, and the lights outside the window are brilliant. Everyone is there.
Focus on your own life. The sentimental Tagore stayed in that moving picture.
, so there is this poem. Many touching pictures make up this collection of poems.
I use my most emotional side to face these people who can't help falling into it.
Poetry. Enjoying the few minutes closest to the heart, there are really too many people, too many.
I have to appreciate life.
I once saw a photo of him (Tagore), which was taken with some famous writers when I visited China in April 1924. Long beard, melancholy eyes, kind face, like an elder we know and respect. And his works, no matter when they are opened, no matter which page they turn to, can instantly enter that feeling, "Tagore's feeling." What he built for readers is a bright world full of joy and dedication to love. Gardeners' collections, birds' collections, ferries and lovers' legacy are like bright lights, which make many frustrated people feel a little warm and moved. "Prose and poetry, for me, are sisters, not mother-in-law." Therefore, he mixed novels, comments and letters into prose poems, which made his works more colorful in appearance. "Manna" is like a short story, "Script" is like a drama review, and "Laundry Woman" is like a sketch. This multi-body prose is refreshing. Just like adding salt to plain prose, Tagore's articles become more emotional as he reads them. Love, joy and light are the eternal themes of his singing, just like the main theme in a symphony, which is high and low, urgent and slow, so that your originally calm heart can't help beating with the beat.
Not only prose, but also his prose. "We came to this world, not only to know it, but also to bear it. With knowledge, we may become strong, but only with sympathy can we be perfect. " With a sympathetic heart, he put forward the view that "artists should remind the world" in the article "An Artist's Religion". That is, a real artist should dare to declare that his belief is eternal "yes" and believe that an ideal covers and permeates the earth, which is the ultimate reality on which all things live and move. When answering "what is art", he thinks that "art is human personality". In his view, the function of art lies in building the "real world" of human beings-a vibrant world full of truth, goodness and beauty. It is still of great significance to sublimate art to the height of personality today. If an artist has no noble personality, he is at best a "pseudo-artist". Tagore proved himself worthy of the title of "Indian poet saint" with his own actions. Only the combination of personality and art and the unity of ability and political integrity can win the respect and commemoration of future generations. Famous writers such as Lu Xun, Zhu Ziqing and Ba Jin are all admired for this.
Every time I read Tagore's works, I always feel very comfortable. It seems that a fresh wind blows across our faces. In front of him, any deception and concealment can't escape those sharp eyes, so let's be honest, because in the end we will suddenly find that it is often ourselves who cheat. I vaguely felt that the bearded old man was sitting opposite me, quietly watching me eagerly pounce on his book. When he is tired of reading or meets a puzzling question, he will answer with a smile and a calm tone. This is really the happiness of readers.
Looking into Tagore's eyes, you will be surprised to find your own "smallness". Whether it is literary talent or character, you will obviously feel the disparity of this gap. But you don't have to be timid, let alone discouraged, because as long as you reach out, you will be held by another pair of strong and warm hands and take you forward.