Life is like summer flowers, Tagore's original recitation

Let life be beautiful like summer flowers Life, thin and light - off time and time again Frivolous tireless I heard the echo, from the valleys and the heart Open to the lonely soul of sickle harvesting Repeat outrightly, but also repeat the well - being of Eventually swaying in the desert oasis I believe I am Born as the bright summer flowers Do not withered undefeated fiery demon rule Heart rate and breathing to bear the load of the cumbersome Bored I heard the music, from the moon and carcass Auxiliary extreme aestheticism bait to capture misty Filling the intense life, but also filling the pure There are always memories throughout the earth I believe I am Died as the quiet beauty of autumn leaves Sheng is not chaos, smoke gesture Even wilt also retained bone proudly Qing Feng muscle Occult I hear love, I believe in love Love is a pool of struggling blue - green algae As desolate micro - burst of wind Bleeding through my veins Years stationed in the belief I believe that all can hear Even anticipate discrete, I met the other their own Some can not grasp the moment Left to the East to go West, the dead must not return to nowhere See, I wear Zan Flowers on my head, in full bloom along the way all the way Frequently missed some, but also deeply moved by wind, frost, snow or rain Prajna Paramita, soon as soon as life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves Also care about what has "Life Like a White Birch" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!

Tagore's " Life is like a summer flower " meant that when a person was alive, he should show a gorgeous beauty like a summer flower, and when a person died, he should show a quiet beauty like a fallen leaf in autumn. This expression interpreted the meaning of life in the language of poetry. The entire process of life and death should be beautiful. Living was dynamic beauty, and death was static beauty. This kind of beauty had nothing to do with looks, wealth, or status. Life was a process. Everyone came crying, but when they left, their conditions were different. However, they should all leave love and beauty behind. From the starting point of life, the weather was fair, and everyone had the chance to obtain life. However, the geographical location was unfair, and the harmony of people depended on the efforts of the individual. The beauty of life bloomed under the support of the harmony of people and the persistence of individual efforts. The beauty of life may change, but the beauty of death may be remembered by future generations for a long time. "Life Like a White Birch" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!

Let life be beautiful like summer flowers And Death like autumn leaves. "Life Like a White Birch" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!

Let life be beautiful like summer flowers And Death like autumn leaves. Life is beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves. (Translated by Zheng Zhenduo) "Life Like a White Birch" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!