1 夏天的飞鸟,飞到我的窗前唱歌,又飞去了。
秋天的黄叶,它们没有什么可唱,只叹息一声. Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.And yellow leaves of autumn, which no songs,flutter and fall there with a sign. 2 世界上的一队小小的漂泊者呀,请留下你们的足印在我的文字里。 Troupe of little vagrants of the world,leave your footprints in my worlds. 3 世界对着它的爱人,把它浩瀚的面具揭下了。
它变小了,小如一首歌,小如一回永恒的接吻。 The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.It becomes small as one song,as one kiss of the eternal. 4 是大地的泪点,使她的微笑保持着青春不谢。
It is the tears of the earth that keep here smiles bloom. 5 无垠的沙漠热烈追求一叶绿草的爱,她摇摇头笑首飞开了。 The mighty dert is burning for the love of a blade of grass who shakes here head and laughs and flies away. 6 如果你因失去了太阳而流泪,那么你也将失去群星了。
If you shed tears when you miss the sun,you also miss the stars. 7 跳舞着的流水呀,在你途中的泥沙,要求你的歌声,你的流动呢。你肯挟瘸足的泥沙而俱下么? The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement,dancing water,will you carry the burden of their meness? 8 她的热切的脸,如夜雨似的,搅扰着我的梦魂。
Her wishful face haunts my dreams like the rain at night. 9 有一次,我们梦见大家都是不相识的。我们醒了,却知道我们原是相亲相爱的。
Once we dreamt that we were stangers.We wake up to find that we were dear to each other. 10 忧思在我的心里平静下去,正如暮色降临在寂静的山林中。 Sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart like the evering among the silent trees. 11 有些看不见的手,如懒懒的微(风思)的,正在我的心上奏着潺潺的乐声。
Some unen fingers,like an idle breeze,are playing upon my hert the music of the ripples. 12 “海水呀,你说的是什么?” “是永恒的疑问。” “天空呀,你回答的是什么?“ “是永恒的沉默。”
What language is thine,O a? The language of eternal question,What language is the answer,O sky? The language of eternal silence. 13 静静地听,我的心呀,听那世界的低语,这是它对你求爱的表示呀。 Listen,my heart,to the whispers of the world with which is makes love to you. 14 创造的神秘,有如夜间的黑暗——是伟大的。
而知识的幻影却不过如晨间之雾。 The mystery of creation is like the darkness of night–it is great.Delusions of knowledge are like the fog of the morning. 15 不要因为峭壁是高的,便让你的爱情坐在峭壁上。
Do not at your love uupon a precipice becau it is high. 16 我今晨坐在窗前,世界如一个路人似的,停留了一会,向我点点头又走过去。 I sit at my window this morning where the world like a pasr–by stops for a moment,nods to me and goes. 17 这些微(风思),是树叶的簌簌之声呀;它们在我的心里欢愉的微语着。
There little thoughts are the rustle of leaves;they have their whisper of joy in my mind. 18 你看不见你自己,你所看见的只是你的影子。 What you are you do not e, what you e is your shadow. 19 神呀,我的那些愿望真是愚傻呀,它们杂在你的歌声中喧叫着呢,让我只是静听着吧。
My wishes are fools,they shout across thy song,my Master,let me but listen. 20 我不能选择那最好的。是那最好的选择我。
I cannot choo the best.The best choos me.。
中文翻译也有,您见谅啊…… 英文:飞鸟集 1 夏天的飞鸟,飞到我的窗前唱歌,又飞去了。
秋天的黄叶,它们没有什么可唱,只叹息一声,飞落在那里。 Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sign. 2 世界上的一队小小的漂泊者呀,请留下你们的足印在我的文字里。
O Troupe of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my words. 3 世界对着它的爱人,把它浩翰的面具揭下了。 它变小了,小如一首歌,小如一回永恒的接吻。
The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover. It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal. 4 是大地的泪点,使她的微笑保持着青春不谢。 It is the tears of the earth that keep here smiles in bloom. 5 无垠的沙漠热烈追求一叶绿草的爱,她摇摇头笑着飞开了。
The mighty dert is burning for the love of a bladeof grass who shakes her head and laughs and flies away. 6 如果你因失去了太阳而流泪,那么你也将失去群星了。 If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars. 7 跳舞着的流水呀,在你途中的泥沙,要求你的歌声,你的流动呢。
你肯挟 瘸足的泥沙而俱下么? The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement, dancing water. Will you carry the burden of their lameness? 8 她的热切的脸,如夜雨似的,搅扰着我的梦魂。 Her wishful face haunts my dreams like the rain at night. 9 有一次,我们梦见大家都是不相识的。
我们醒了,却知道我们原是相亲相爱的。 Once we dreamt that we were str函数的定义域angers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other. 10 忧思在我的心里平静下去,正如暮色降临在寂静的山林中。
Sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart like the evening among the silent trees. 11 有些看不见的手,如懒懒的微(风思)的,正在我的心上奏着 潺(氵爰)的乐声。 Some unen fingers, like an idle breeze, are playing upon my heart the music of the ripples. 12 “海水呀,你说的是什么?” “是永恒的疑问。”
“天空呀,你回答的话是什么?” “是永恒的沉默。” What language is thine, O a? The language of eternal question. What language is thy answer, O sky? The language of eternal silence. 13 静静地听,我的心呀,听那世界的低语,这是它对你求爱的表示呀。
Listen, my heart, to the whispers of the world with which it makes love to you. 14 创造的神秘,有如夜间的黑暗–是伟大的。而知识的幻影却不过如晨间 之雾。
The mystery of creation is like the darkness of night–it is great. Delusions of knowledge are like the fog of the morning. 15 不要因为峭壁是高的,便让你的爱情坐在峭壁上。 Do not at your love upon a precipice becau it is high. 16 我今晨坐在窗前,世界如一个路人似的,停留了一会,向我点点头又走过 去了。
I sit at my window this morning where the world like a pasr-by stops for a moment, nods to me and goes. 17 这些微(风思),是树叶的簌簌之声呀;它们在我的心里欢悦地微语着。 There little thoughts are the rustle of leaves; they have their whisper of joy in my mind. 18 你看不见你自己,你所看见的只是你的影子。
What you are you do not e, what you e is your shadow. 19 神呀,我的那些愿望真是愚傻呀,它们杂在你的歌声中喧叫着呢。 让我只是静听着吧。
My wishes are fools, they shout across thy song, my Master. Let me but listen. 20 我不能选择那最好的。 是那最好的选择我。
I cannot choo the best. The best choos me. 21 那些把灯背在背上的人,把他们的影子投到了自己前面。 They throw their shadows before them who carry their lantern on their back. 22 我的存在,对我是一个永久的神奇,这就是生活。
That I exist is a perpetual surpri which is life. 23 “我们萧萧的树叶都有声响回答那风和雨。你是谁呢,那样的沉默着?” “我不过是一朵花。”
We, the rustling leaves, have a voice that answers the storms, but who are you so silent?” I am a mere flower. 24 休息与工作的关系,正如眼睑与眼睛的关系。 Rest belongs to the work as the eyelids to the eyes. 25 人是一个初生的孩子,他的力量,就是生长的力量。
Man is a born child, his power is the power of growth. 26 神希望我们酬答他,在于他送给我们的花朵,而不在于太阳和土地。 God expects answers for the flowers he nds us, not for the sun the earth. 27 光明如一个裸体的孩子,快快活活地在绿叶当中游戏,它不知道人是会欺 诈的。
The light that plays, like a naked child, among the green leaves happily knows not that man can lie. 28 啊,美呀,在爱中找你自己吧,不要到你镜子的谄谀去找寻。 O Beauty, find thylf in love, not in the flattery of thy mirror. 29 我的心把她的波浪在世界的海岸上冲激着,以热泪在上边写着她的题记: “我爱你。”
My hea。
1.Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fa标准化管理ll there with a sign. 2.The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover. It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal. 3.It is the tears of the earth that keep here smiles in bloom. 4.If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars. 5.The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement, dancing water. Will you carry the burden of their lameness? 6.Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other. 7.Sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart like the evening among the silent trees. 8. What language is thine, O a? The language of eternal question. What language is thy answer, O sky? The language of eternal silence. 9.Do not at your love upon a precipice becau it is high. 10. I cannot choo the best.The best choos me. 11.That I exist is a perpetual surpri which is life. 12. We, the rustling leaves, have a voice that answers the storms,but who are you so silent? I am a mere flower. 13. Man is a born child, his power is the power of growth 14.God expects answers for the flowers he nds us, not for the sun the earth. 15.The light that plays, like a naked child, among the green leaves happily knows not that man can lie. 16.O 硬盘分区方法Beauty, find thylf in love, not in the flattery of thy mirror. 17. Moon, for what do you wait? To salute the sun for whom I must make way. 18.My heart beats her waves at the shore of the world and writes upon it her signature in tears with the words, “I love thee.” 19.His own mornings are new surpris to God. 20.Life finds its wealth by the claims of the world, and its worth by the claims of love. 21.The dry river-bed finds no thanks for its past. 22.The bird wishes it were a cloud.The cloud wishes it were a bird. 23.The sun goes to cross the Western a, leaving its last salutation to the East. 24.You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had been waiting long. 25.The world rushes on over the strings of the lingering heart making the music of sadness. 26.God finds himlf by creating. 27.The mind, sharp but not broad, sticks at every point but does not move. 28.The stars are not afraid to appear like fireflies.。
When Day Is Done 当时光已逝 If the day is done , 假如时光已逝, If birds sing no more . 鸟儿不再歌唱, If the wind has fiagged tired , 风儿也吹倦了, Then draw the veil of darkness thick upon me , 那就用黑暗的厚幕把我盖上, Even as thou hast wrapt the earth with The coverlet of sleep and tenderly clod , 如同黄昏时节你用睡眠的衾被裹住大地, The petals of the drooping lotus at dusk. 又轻轻合上睡莲的花瓣。
From the traverer, 路途未完,行囊已空, Who sack of provisions is empty before the voyage is ended , 衣裳破裂污损,人已精疲力竭。 Who garment is torn and dust-laden , 你驱散了旅客的羞愧和困窘, Who strength is exhausted,remove shame and poverty , 使他在你仁慈的夜幕下, And renew his life like a flower under 如花朵般焕发生机。
The cover of thy kindly night . 在你慈爱的夜幕下苏醒。 扩展资料 拉宾德拉纳特·泰戈尔,印度诗人、文学家、社会活动家、哲学家和印度民族主义者。
代表作有《吉檀迦利》、《飞鸟集》、《眼中沙》、《四个人》、《家庭与世界》、《园丁集》、《新月集》、《最后的诗篇》、《戈拉》、《文明的危机》等。 他的作品反映了印度人民在帝国主义和封建种姓制度压迫下要求改变自己命运的强烈愿望,描写了他们不屈不挠的反抗斗争,充满了鲜明的爱国主义和民主主义精神。
其创作多取材于印度现实生活,反映出印度人民在殖民主义、封建制度、愚昧落后思想的重重压迫下的悲惨命运,描绘出在新思想的冲击下印度社会的变化及新一代的觉醒,同时也记载着他个人的精神探索历程。 参考资料:百度百科-拉宾德拉纳特·泰戈尔。
泰戈尔诗集英文摘抄长诗 《飞鸟集》 1、Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.And yellow leaves of autumn which have no songs , flutter and fall there with a sign. 夏天的飞鸟,来到我的窗前,歌唱,又飞走了。
秋天的落叶,它们没有什么曲子可唱,一声叹息,飘零在地上。 2、O troupe of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my words. 世界上一队小小的流浪者啊,在我的字里行间留下你们的足迹吧! 3、The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.It becomes small as one song ,as one kiss of the eternal. 世界对着它的爱人,扯下它那庞大的面具。
它变小了,小得宛如一首歌,小得宛如一个永恒的吻。 4、It is the tears of the earth that keep her smiles in bloom. 大地的泪珠,使她的微笑如鲜花般盛开。
5、The mighty dert is burning for the love of a blade of grass who shakes her head and laughs and flies away . 广袤的沙漠,狂热追求一叶绿草的爱,但她又笑着摇摇头,飞走了。
《飞鸟集》 1、Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.And yellow leaves of autumn which have no songs , flutter and fall there with a sign. 夏天的飞鸟,来到我的窗前,歌唱,又飞走了。
秋天的落叶,它们没有什么曲子可唱,一声叹息,飘零在地上。 2、O troupe of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my words. 世界上一队小小的流浪者啊,在我的字里行间留下你们的足迹吧! 3、The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.It becomes small as one song ,as one kiss of the eternal. 世界对着它的爱人,扯下它那庞大的面具。
它变小了,小得宛如一首歌,小得宛如一个永恒的吻。 4、It is the tears of the earth that keep her smiles in bloom. 大地的泪珠,使她的微笑如鲜花般盛开。
5、The mighty dert is burning for the love of a blade of grass who shakes her head and laughs and flies away . 广袤的沙漠,狂热追求一叶绿草的爱,但她又笑着摇摇头,飞走了。 参考资料:百度百科-飞鸟集 参考资料:百度百科-泰戈尔诗集。
泰戈尔诗集 目录 基本概述 诗圣 作品集 作者简介 代表作 编辑本段基本概述 《飞鸟集》(泰戈尔诗集之一)由105段诗歌组成。
每段诗歌都只有简短的两三句话,却在冥冥中,悄悄为我们点亮了什么东 西。而在这些集灵感与思索为一身的精悍短诗中,泰戈尔更向我们展示了他的多个身份——他时而是一个襁褓中的婴孩,为母亲的微笑而手舞足蹈;时而是一名四海为家的探险家,向着高山大海发出感叹;时而是一位热恋中的青年,因心爱的姑娘而讴歌爱情;时而是一位满头银发的老朽,独自在回忆中反思人生;但更多时他只是一个无名的过客,为世间万物记录下灵感闪动的瞬间,然后微笑着安静离开。
作者照片 除去泰戈尔清新自然的文笔,在《飞鸟集》中,我更多感受到的是一种对生活的热爱以及对爱的思索。毫无疑问,泰戈尔的灵感来源于生活,但同时更高于生活;他用自己对生活的热爱,巧妙地隐去了一些苦难与黑暗,而将所剩的光明与微笑毫无保留地献给了读者。
他对爱的思索,更是涵盖了多个方面,包括青年男女间纯真的爱情、母亲对孩子永存的母爱、人与自然间难以言喻的爱……尤其是对于爱情,泰戈尔毫不吝啬地运用了大量的比喻修辞来赞美爱情的美好与伟大。在泰戈尔眼中,世界需要爱,人生更需要爱,正如他在《飞鸟集》中所写的一样:“我相信你的爱,就让这作为我最后的话吧。”
在另一方面,泰戈尔捕捉了大量关于自然界的灵感。他说天空的黄昏像一盏灯,说微风中的树叶像思绪的断片,说鸟儿的鸣唱是晨曦来自大地的回音;他将自然界的一切拟人化。
他让天空和大海对话,让鸟儿和云对话,让花儿和太阳对话……总之,在泰戈尔的诗里,世界是人性化的,自然也是人性化的,万物都有它们自己的生长与思考;而他只是为它们的人性化整理思想碎片而已。而这,便也是《飞鸟集》名字的由来:“思想掠过我的心头,仿佛群群野鸭飞过天空,我听到了它们振翅高飞的声音。”
…… 这就是泰戈尔,这就是《飞鸟集》。或许,对于人类的文明史来讲,《飞鸟集》不过是沧海一粟而已;然而,我却只想说,它是一种别具一格的清新,在如今繁忙拥挤的都市里,用它蕴涵的广阔无边的自然荒野,为我们开创另一个天堂。
泰戈尔少年时代即开始文学创作,在半个多世纪的创作生涯中,他涉足诗歌、小说、戏剧等领域,且均获得杰出成就;其中,最能体现他的风格特征的,是他的诗。在印度,在世界许多国家,泰戈尔都被尊为“诗圣”。
1910年发表的哲理诗集《吉檀迦利》最早显示了泰戈尔的独特风格。从形式上看,这是一部献给神的颂歌,“吉檀迦利”就是“献诗”的意思。
但泰戈尔歌颂的并不是“一神教”拥有绝对权威、巍然凌驾于万物之上的神,而是万物化成一体的泛神,是人人可以动摩擦因数公式亲近、具有浓厚平民色彩的存在。诗人劝告那些盲目的顶礼膜拜者们:“把礼赞和数珠撇在一边罢!”因神并不在那幽暗的神殿里,“他是在锄着枯地的农夫那里/在敲石的造路工人那里/太阳下,阴雨里/他和他们同在/衣袍上蒙着尘土。”
人们应该脱下圣袍,到泥土里去迎接神,“在劳动里,流汗里/和他站在一起罢。” 泰戈尔认为彩虹背后,作为一个诗人,如果只是搬弄华丽词藻或炫耀文字技巧,同样是无法通向神的。
那些浮华的装饰将成为阻障。他崇尚纯真和简朴,企望自己的生命“简单正直像一枝苇笛”,让神“来吹出音乐”,从而达到人梵神合一的境界。
《吉檀迦利》所表现出的泛神论思想,无疑与印度古代典籍如《奥义书》等息息相通。但泰戈尔在发扬本民族传统的时候,并无意营造一个封闭的世界,他渴望长期隔绝的东西方能够不断接近、沟通。
1912年泰戈尔自己把《吉檀迦利》译成英文,次年便以此获得了诺贝尔文学奖。评奖委员高度评价了泰戈尔的创作,特别是他通过文学创作“调和人类文明两极化”的努力。
参见诺贝尔奖委员会1913年文学奖颁奖辞。 继《吉檀迦利》之后的《园丁集》1913仍然是一部“生命之歌”,但较多地融进了诗人青春时代的体验,细腻地描叙了爱情的幸福、烦恼与忧伤,其实可以视为一部青春恋歌。
不过,诗人是在回首往事时吟唱出这些恋歌的,在回味青春心灵的悸动时,他无疑又与自己的青春经验保有一定距离,可以相对地进行理性审视和思考,从而使这部恋歌不时闪烁出哲理的光彩。 《新月集》是诗人历经人世沧桑之后,从睿智洁净心灵唱出的天真的儿歌,诗人熔铸儿时的经验,借助儿童的目光,营造了一个晶莹的童话世界。
而深达的哲理,则时时从童稚的话语和天真的画面中流露出来。可以说,智者的心灵与纯真的童心在《新月集》里达到了最好的融合。
自二十年代起,泰戈尔的作品便由著名作家谢冰心、郑振铎等译成中文,受到我国众多读者的喜爱,至今仍传诵不息。 编辑本段诗圣 印度近代著名作家、诗人、哲学家——宾德拉纳特•泰戈尔1861一1941少年时代即开始文学创作,在半个多世纪的创作生涯中,他涉足诗歌、小说、戏剧等领域,且均获得杰出成就;其中,最能体现他的风格特征的,是他的诗。
在印度,在世界许多国家,泰戈尔都被尊为“诗圣”。 泰戈尔认为,作为一个诗。
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