? —— Appreciation of the first section of Tagore's "The Collection of Hairspring"
Hairspring literally gives people a sense of uncertainty. The collection of hairspring is also a collection of inspiration and thinking by the author for many times. There is no unified theme, so you can write whatever you think, which is almost random, so there is basically no topic. The selected article is the first one in the collection of hairspring, which is full and complete. Although short, it is concise, which not only embodies the superb idealism in the author's thoughts, but also creates sufficient space for readers to re-create.
(A) the struggle in contradiction
"I always waver between intense pain and calm detachment, between lyrical and philosophical thinking, between love for the motherland and ridicule for patriotism, between longing for fighting and indulging in thinking." This confession reflects Tagore's strong emotional conflict. Therefore, Tagore's prose poems run through a seemingly shallow but deep artistic conception of historical tragedy from beginning to end, giving people a higher tragic beauty. The poet's keen sense of truth, goodness and beauty, deep feelings and pursuits will not die even if he is frustrated. The heroic passion of devoting his life to beauty and ideals cannot but make people respect. And his sentimentality and sincere feelings are the true portrayal of the misfortune and ten percent seclusion of a pure son and a man with lofty ideals. It is a kind of psychological reproduction that is difficult to achieve and can't be abandoned. This is a common form of existence in human spiritual life, so everyone who reads it thinks it is "but I feel the heartbeat of the sacred unicorn in harmony with myself". I think this is also an important reason why Tagore's works are enduring.
? The furthest distance in the world is not between life and death, but when I stand in front of you, you don't know that I love you. This famous saying can be used to explain that "your heart is eager to call your lover in immeasurable loneliness". The poet is in contradiction between full desire and weak hope, and then rushes. The necklace is a beautiful thing, but it broke into sparks. Dust is a boring thing, but it can be kissed "sweet and fragrant" "The holy rain of death swoops down", which makes "everything in life look brand-new". There are also "Lamentations" and "Ode to Joy", which entrust the treasure to cross the darkness and sail to the light. There are contradictions everywhere and ideal songs everywhere.
(2) Explain the theme of openness and pluralism.
Tagore once said: "I will get rid of hypocrisy from my mind forever, because I know that you are the truth that ignites the fire of reason in my heart." Remove hypocrisy, release sincerity and write poems for love. I write my heart by hand, so that people can read a child's heart from his poems, see Yingying's love and see that lofty realm. This is what makes Tagore different. Hayen, chairman of the Nobel Committee, commented on his poems, sometimes suffering from the experience of alternating happiness and pain in his childhood, and sometimes being tortured by the expectation and joy brought about by the ups and downs of life. First, we can choose prose as an anthropomorphic description of a river symbolizing gossamer, which is dedicated to the growth of life, not afraid of blocking the flow, or a boat that dares to reach the light. The second is the objective expression of the development track of one's own thoughts. At first, the idea of wandering was looming, and I was anxious to find it, and even I was depressed when I encountered obstacles. After searching hard, I may give up, because I still have a vague hope and continue to ride the wind and waves. The third is love for life, society or God. The god in Tagore's heart exists entirely for love and patriotism, and his god is generalized, so I think this is not a general theism, but a realm of life. The troubled times in which he lived doomed his love to be full of ups and downs. However, as he himself said, in a sense, love is enriched by loss. Losing is painful. What does it enrich? Perhaps it is a more detailed understanding of love in life, perhaps it is a warning to future generations, so that future generations can understand the gains and losses, perhaps it is a kind of transformation and rebirth.
Difficulties are not terrible, but what is more important in life is to be proactive under the guidance of ideals. Despite the thunderous waves, countless splashing gifts were thrown and my body was scattered all over the floor in lamentation and singing. Even though the waves are high and the wind is whistling, this leaf boat is still dancing in the wind and waves as I expected, my heart!
"I am the discourse in the discourse, I am the song in the song, I am the life in life, and I am a beacon in the light." As long as "I" can face up to my own value, strengthen my belief in life and hold high the torch of life, "I" will live with hope and light, shine on life and be the master of bumpy fate.
Attached to the original:
You rush forward without a trace, and you wander forever. Where there is your invisible influence, there is room for stagnation.
Will set off a sparkling.
? Is your heart eager to call your lover in infinite loneliness?
? Your tangled braids spread out and flew into the chaotic storm; On your way forward, the fire beads roll like fragments.
The necklace fell with the spark. Is it because you were in a hurry and left in a hurry?
? Your scurrying footsteps kissed the sweet and fragrant dust of the world and swept away the rotten things; What are your dancing limbs?
In the center of the storm, the sacred rain of death comes to life and revives it.
? If you stop for a while in sudden boredom, the world will rumble into a ball and roll onto an obstacle.
Stop your progress; Then, even the smallest dust will cut through the boundless sky because of unbearable dullness.
? Bright bracelets are worn on your invisible feet, and the swaying rhythm makes my heart full of vitality.
? They reverberate in my heartbeat, and the ode of the ancient ocean reverberates in my blood.
? I heard a thunderous wave rushing over and washed my life from this world to another, from this form.
Change into another form; I heard them sighing and singing, throwing up countless splashing gifts and throwing my body around.
Drift away.
? The waves are high and the wind is whistling. This leaf boat really dances in the wind and waves, my heart!
? Please abandon the treasures piled up on the coast, raise your sails, cross this unfathomable darkness and sail for infinite light.