Th World of Tagor
Class8 Grad2 Fu ShutingStray birds of summr com to my window to sing and fly away And yllow lavs of autumn, which hav no songs, fluttr and fall thr with a sign ——Rabindranarath Tagor
No mattr whn I opn th book of Rabindranath Tagor, and no mattr which pag I turn to, I’ll always start rading joyfully. Thn I shall fall into th world of Tagor. That’s a colourful world full of vitality, happinss, brightnss and lov.
H praisd all living things——animals, plants, flowing watr and th sky. H trats thos bautiful craturs as littl babis.
Now th flowrs ar in high bloom And I call, "Com back, my darling. Th childrn gathr and scattr flowrs in rcklss sport. And if you com and tak on littl blossom no on will miss it."
H likd to xprss his happinss to vrybody, th happinss that maks th ocan and th grassland joy, th happinss that lt th twins of birth and dath danc togthr, th happinss that shocks all th living bings with storms and laughrs, th happinss that quitly sits on a blooming rd lotus with tars in ys, th happinss that lavs th whol world bhind. I lov th fling of his happinss.
In th gusty night whn th rain pattrs on th lavs You will har my whispr in your bd, and my laughtr will flash With th lightning through th opn window into your room.
H sang for lov with all his hart. Lov, without doubt, is a forvr subjct.
Th world puts off its mask of vastnss to its lovrIt bcoms small as on song, as on kiss of th trnal H was a famous scholar, pot and writr. H was th first Asian who won th Nobl Priz. But h was vry strict with himslf. In Tagor’s poms w can always find words tlling us to sav tim and rciv knowldg as much as possibl. I think that’s why h could gt such grat succss.
Thos that usd to play ar playing still, so spndthrift is lif Rading ths words, our harts will fly across th dp blu sky as w hav wings. W’ll hav a fling of succss; th sadnss dp in our minds will b wipd away by Tagor’s happy wind.
Why not liv lik that? Why not accpt th happinss that givs us th powr to liv a bttr lif? W nd to rad Tagor.
Who can kp th pn of art and a faithful hart lik a child? Who can dscrib th wondrful scn that childrn’s slp was stoln? Only Tagor! Forvr Tagor!
Now, words ar xtra. All w should do is quitly stp into th Palac of Tagor .Lt us listn.
