1. Sentence Appreciation of Rabindranath Tagore's "The Gardener"
1: "Eyes are raining for her, heart is holding umbrella for her, this is love". Eyes are raining for her, But my heart holds an umbrella for her, this is love. -- Rabindranath Tagore, "Gitanjali"
2: Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves. -- Rabindranath Tagore, "Life is Like a Summer Flower"
3: Only by experiencing hellish hardships can one develop the power to create heaven; only fingers that have shed blood can produce the final sound of the world. -- Rabindranath Tagore, "The Birds"
4: The world kisses me with pain and asks me to repay it with songs. -- Rabindranath Tagore, "The Birds"
5: Don't be anxious, the best will always appear when you least expect it. -- Rabindranath Tagore 2. Appreciation of Sentences from Tagore's "The Gardener"
1: "Eyes are raining for her, heart is holding umbrella for her, this is love." Holding an umbrella, this is love.
-- Rabindranath Tagore, "Gitanjali" 2: Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves. -- Rabindranath Tagore, "Life is Like a Summer Flower" 3: Only those who have experienced hellish hardships can develop the power to create heaven; only fingers that have shed blood can produce the last sound of the world.
-- Rabindranath Tagore's "Birds" 4: The world kissed me with pain and asked me to repay it with songs. -- Rabindranath Tagore, "The Birds" 5: Don't be anxious, the best will always appear when you least expect it.
--Tagore. 3. Asking for the exquisite sentences and appreciation of Rabindranath Tagore's "The Gardener" and "The Birds"
The Gardener 1. The two held hands and fell in love with each other, thus starting the recording of our hearts.
It is a moonlit night in March, the air is filled with the sweet fragrance of impatiens, my flute is forgotten on the earth, and your garland has not been woven. This love between you and me is as simple as a song.
Your red veil makes my eyes intoxicated. The frangipani wreath you wove for me fascinates me like a compliment.
This is a game of giving and taking, showing what is hidden, some smiles, some slight shyness, and some sweet useless struggles. This love between you and me is as simple as a song.
There is no mystery beyond reality, no insistence on the impossible, no shadow hidden behind beauty, and no groping in the dark depths. This love between you and me is as simple as a song.
We do not turn away from all words and go astray into eternal silence. We do not reach out to the void and ask for something beyond hope. What we give and what we receive is enough.
We do not indulge in joy so much that we squeeze the wine of pain out of it. The love between you and me is as simple as a song.
2. "Believe in love, even if it brings sorrow. Do not close your heart."
"Ah, no, my friend, your words sparkle, I don't understand." "The heart is only given away with a tear and a song, my love."
"Oh, no, my friend, I cannot hear your words. Understand." "The lotus blossoms in the sun and loses everything. In the eternal eastern mist, it will no longer bloom."
"Ah, no, my friend, I hear your words. Don’t understand. “3. I asked for what I couldn’t get, and I got what I didn’t ask for.
4. Allow me to sit next to you and ask my lips to do what they can do in silence and dim starlight. Birds Collection 1 The birds in summer flew to my window to sing, then flew away again.
The yellow leaves in autumn have nothing to sing about, they just sigh and fly down there. 2 A group of little wanderers in the world, please leave your footprints in my words.
3 The world takes off its mask of vastness towards its lover. It became smaller, as small as a song, as small as an eternal kiss.
4 is the teardrop of "earth", which keeps her smile youthful. 5 The vast and boundless desert passionately pursued the love of a leaf of green grass, but she shook her head, laughed, and flew away.
6 If you shed tears when you miss the sun, then you will also miss the stars. 7 The dancing water, the sand in your way, demands your singing, your flow.
Are you willing to sink into the lame sand? 8 Her eager face disturbs my dream soul like night rain. 9 Once, we dreamed that we were strangers to each other.
When we woke up, we realized that we were in love with each other. 10 Anxiety has calmed down in my heart, like evening in a silent forest.
11 Some invisible fingers, like lazy smiles, are playing gurgling music in my heart. 12 "Sea water, what are you talking about?" "It's the eternal question."
"Sky, what is my answer?" "It's the eternal silence." 13 Listen quietly , my heart, listen to the whisper of "the world", this is his expression of love for you.
14 The mystery of creation, like the darkness of the night, - is great. And the phantom of knowledge is just like the morning mist.
15 Don’t let your love sit on a cliff just because the cliff is high. 16 I was sitting in front of the window this morning. The "world" stayed for a while like a passer-by, nodded to me and walked past.
17 These whispers are the rustling sound of green leaves; they whisper happily in my heart. 18 You cannot see your truth, all you see is your shadow.
19 Lord, my wishes are so foolish, they are shouting among your songs. Let me just listen.
20 I can't choose the best. It's the best choice for me.
21 Those who carry lamps on their backs cast their shadows before them. 22 My existence is a permanent miracle called life.
23 "We, the rustling leaves, all have a voice to answer the storm, but who are you, so silent?" "I am just a flower." 24 Rest belongs to work, Just as the eyelids belong to the eyes.
25 A person is a newborn child, and his strength is the power of growth. 26 God wants us to repay him for the flowers he gives us, not for the sun and the land.
27 Guang is like a naked child, happily playing among the green leaves. He does not know that people can deceive. 28 O beauty, find yourself in love, not in the flattery of your mirror.
29 My heart beats her waves on the shore of the "world", and with tears in my eyes I write her inscription on it: "I love you." 30 "Yue'er, you wait What? " "To pay homage to the sun that I must give way to."
31 The green trees grow to my window, like the longing voice of the mute earth. 32 God’s own morning is new to Himself.
33 Life obtains its assets due to the requirements of the "world", and obtains its value due to the requirements of love. 34 The dry river bed is not grateful for his past.
35 The bird wishes to be a cloud. Yuner would like to be a bird.
36 The waterfall sang: "I can sing when I am free." 37 I can't tell why this heart is so silently depressed.
He will never ask for, never know, or remember those small needs. 38 Woman, while you are taking care of your house, your limbs sing, just as the mountain streams sing as they flow among the pebbles.
39 When the sun crosses the sea in the west, it faces the east and pays his last salute. 40 Don’t blame your food because you have no appetite.
41 As if expressing the wishes of the earth, the trees stand on their toes and look toward the sky. 42 You smiled slightly and said nothing to me, but I felt that I had been waiting for this for a long time.
43 The fish in the water are silent, the beasts on the land are noisy, and the birds in the air sing; but human beings have both the silence in the sea, the noise on the ground, and the noise in the air. music. 44 "The world" runs over on the strings of the hesitant heart, playing melancholy music.
45 He made his sword his God. While his sword triumphs he himself fails.
46 God is found in creation. 4. There are philosophical short sentences in Rabindranath Tagore's "The Gardener"
"Sea water, what are you talking about?"
"It is an eternal question."
< p> "Sky, what is your answer?""It is eternal silence."
What language is thine, O sea?
The language of eternal question.
What language is thy answer, O sky?
The language of eternal silence.
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Silence Listen quietly, my heart, listen to the whisper of the world, which is its expression of wooing you.
Listen, my heart, to the whispers of the world with which it makes
love to you.
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Created Mystery, like darkness at night - is great. But the phantom of knowledge is no more than the morning mist.
The mystery of creation is like the darkness of night--it is great.
Delusions of knowledge are like the fog of the morning.
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Don’t let your love sit on the cliff just because the cliff is high.
Do not seatyour loveupon a precipice because it is high.
16
I sat in front of the window this morning, and the world stopped like a passerby. After a while, he nodded to me and walked over.
I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer-by stops
for a moment, nods to me and goes. 5. Excerpts from The Gardener and the Birds Reflections on each excerpt
1 The wandering bird in summer flies to my window to sing, and then flies away. The yellow leaves in autumn have no song to sing, they shake off and fall, touching the ground with a sigh. .
Appreciation: Have you ever heard the sound of leaves falling to the ground? A yellow leaf in autumn, watching the birds roam and sing everywhere, but I can only let the autumn wind twist it, unable to make a sound. Finally, at the end of life, you begin to fly down, and at the moment of landing, you touch the "sigh" that no one has listened to in your life, isn't it? People always like "loud", who cares about "weak"?
2 If you shed tears because you miss the sun, haven't you missed the stars?
Appreciation: It is raining and weeping in the sky because the sun is not seen. In fact, there are no stars at this time. However, people only care about the sun, not the stars, only the greatness, not the insignificance
< p> 3 Sadness has quietly resided in my heart, just like the night is filled with silence in the forestAppreciation: Only the deepest sadness will linger silently in my heart. It lingers and is powerless to wave away. Just like the night, unknowingly, it invades the silent forest, leaving the trees unable to struggle
4 The beauty of creation is like the darkness and night, boundless and huge, and the confusion of knowledge is like the fog. In the early morning
Appreciation: Darkness is boundless and huge, but how can vast knowledge have any end? No matter how much knowledge you have, knowledge is still confusing, just like the heavy fog in the morning, no one can see through it
5 This morning I sat in front of the window and saw the world like a passer-by. He stopped in front of him for a moment, nodded and walked away
Appreciation: In your life, you can say that you have finished this period of time, or you can say. Time passes in front of you, and you see the world as passing smoke, and the world sees you as a passer-by, whether you are a host or a guest, life is very short, and we see you again with just a nod of your head
6 You You can’t see what kind of person you are, but what you see is your shadow
Appreciation: It is not easy to see others clearly, and it is equally difficult to see yourself clearly. In fact, humans have almost no way to see clearly. Do you really see yourself in the mirror? In the past, what people often see is only their own shadow, which is superficial and often black.
There is only the Birds Collection. If you still want to ask more, you can ask 6. Tagore's "Gardener Collection" and "Flying Birds Collection" are exquisite. Sentences and Appreciation
Original text: The trees, like the longings of the earth, stand tiptoe to peep at the heaven. Translation: The trees, like the longings of the earth, stand tiptoe to peep at the heaven. .
Appreciation: This poem uses the rhetorical technique of personification, writing about the trees as people. It is vivid and expresses the praise of freedom and life. Original text: You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had been waiting long. Translation: You smiled slightly and said nothing to me, and I felt that for this I had been waiting long. Appreciation: This poem is very simple, so it is difficult to concretely analyze what the author really wants to say.
In my opinion, this may be a tribute to love. Even a smile is extremely precious.
Original text: The fish in the water is silent, the animal on the earth is noisy, the bird in the air is singing. But Man has in him the silence of the sea, the noise of the earth and the music of the air. Translation: The fish in the water are silent, the beasts on the land are noisy, and the birds in the air are singing. However, human beings have the silence of the sea, the noise of the earth and the music of the air.
Appreciation: The author uses the rhetorical technique of personification and contrast, uses fish, beasts and birds to highlight the uniqueness of human beings, and praises the extraordinary life of human beings. Silence, noise and music, we have so much, how can it be that we have so much? Shouldn't we strive to make life more exciting? Original text: The world kisses me with pain and asks me to return it with song. Translation: The world kisses me with pain and asks me to return it with song.
Reward: It means that since people are born into this world, while being given the most true and precious life, it also brings us endless unexpected hardships. Maybe we are helpless in some things. To avoid being deeply hurt, this is how the world kisses me! However, no one has the power to exempt or transcend the painful kiss. We can only regard these sufferings as opportunities for experience and growth.
Face it with a positive and sunny attitude, slowly appreciate this "painful kiss", believe that everything is beautiful, understand in thinking, struggle in understanding, let yourself move towards perfection, towards Maturity and success, this is what I want to sing in return for "Bitter Kiss".
Extended information: "The Collection of Birds" expresses the deep spiritual pursuit - the ultimate principle of the universe or God of love and harmony, depicts the spiritual (divine) interconnection and organic integration of all things in nature, and shows the human and nature , the intimacy and interaction between love and God, praising the freedom, equality and fraternity of life - thus generating a rich and timeless philosophy of life.
Here the boundaries between God, nature, man and love have been blurred. The poet pursues the unity of man and God, the relationship between love and God, and the unity of God and nature, longing for " "The image of complete unity appears", that is, to achieve the unity of finite life and infinite life, and to achieve the highest ideal state of man. To this end, the poem reveals that people must perfect their personality, "get rid of hypocrisy in their thoughts", drive away "all ugliness" in their hearts, and can only communicate with each other in "love" and "love service" God combines.
The poet expresses the dedication of life and the pursuit of the meaning of life in the poem, making the poem full of vitality. Since the poet's philosophy of life is imperfect, he is powerless on the issue of the ultimate unity of finite life and infinite life. He has no choice but to use moral self-improvement and "theory of pan-love" to achieve unity, the perfection of life, and gain the realization of social ideals.
The Gardener's Collection is one of Rabindranath Tagore's important masterpieces. It is a "song of life" that integrates more of the poet's youth experience and delicately describes the happiness, troubles and sorrows of love. Sadness can be regarded as a youth love song. The poet sings these love songs when looking back on the past, and when recalling the throbbing of his youthful heart.
Undoubtedly, he keeps a certain distance from his own youth, and conducts rational examination and thinking, which makes this love song shine with philosophical brilliance from time to time. Reading these poems, one seems to see a bright and clear world, allowing people to appreciate the taste of love and youth unconsciously.
Reference material: Baidu Encyclopedia - Collection of Flying Birds
Reference material: Baidu Encyclopedia - Collection of Gardeners.