What is the patriotic poem about Tagore?

Tagore's Poem on the Motherland 1. Tagore's patriotic poem

"People's Will >: > Tagore wrote the furthest distance in the world when he visited Italy.

It's not a love poem-Tagore The farthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but when I stand in front of you, you don't know that I love you. The farthest distance in the world is not that I stand in front of you, but that you don't know that I love you, but that you can't say that I love you. The farthest distance in the world is not that I can't say that I love you, but that I miss you deeply, but that I can only be buried deep in my heart. It's that you love each other but can't be together. The furthest distance in the world is not that you love each other but that you can't resist this smell but you have to pretend that you don't care about the farthest distance in the world. It's not that you can't resist this smell, but you have to pretend that you don't care. Instead, you have dug an insurmountable ditch between you and the person who loves you with an indifferent heart. The farthest distance in the world is not the distance between trees, but the branches that grow on the same root can't depend on each other in the wind. The farthest distance in the world is not the trajectory between stars, but the trajectory between them. But even though the tracks meet, there is nowhere to find them in an instant. The farthest distance in the world is not that there is nowhere to find them in an instant, but that they are doomed to be unable to meet before they meet. The farthest distance in the world is the distance between fish and birds, one in the sky and one in the sea.

2. Who has a patriotic poem about Tagore?

People's Will >: & gt； Tagore wrote the furthest distance in the world when he visited Italy. Not a love poem

-Tagore

The furthest distance in the world

is not the distance between life and death

but when I stand in front of you, you don't know that I love you

The farthest distance in the world

is not when I stand in front of you, but when you don't know that I love you

but when you are infatuated

. It's that I can't say I love you

but I miss you so much that I can only bury it in my heart

The furthest distance in the world

is not that I can't say I miss you

but that I love each other but can't be together

The farthest distance in the world

is not that I love each other but can't be together

but that I can't resist this.

the furthest distance in the world,

It's not that you can't resist this smell

but you have to pretend that you don't care

It's that you dig an insurmountable ditch between you and the person who loves you with an indifferent heart

The farthest distance in the world

is not the distance between trees

but the branches that grow from the same root

but can't depend on each other in the wind

. The stars that can't depend on each other

but look at each other

but don't cross paths

The farthest distance in the world

is not the path between stars

but that even though the paths cross

, there is nowhere to find them in a flash

The farthest distance in the world

is not that there is nowhere to find them in an instant

but that we are doomed to be unable to meet before meeting

. > is the distance between the fish and the birds

One is in the sky

the other is deep in the sea

3. Write an article by Tagore, the topic is to express the love of the motherland in poetry, with about 53 words

Tagore loved literature since he was a child, and he was also very concerned about social issues.

When he grew up, his father sent him to the University of London in England to study. During his study, he saw the positive and progressive side of western culture and was deeply influenced by western literature and music.

after returning to India, he began to write and publish a collection of lyric poems, Twilight and Morning Song, which broke the rhythm of traditional Bangladeshi poetry, created a new rhythm, and fully demonstrated Tagore's keen observation and various artistic talents. India was under British colonial rule at that time.

The tragic life of the colonial people was deeply imprinted in Tagore's mind, and the patriotic thought began to be strongly expressed in his works. In 1919, India set off the climax of the second national independence movement.

Tagore led the Indian people to hold demonstrations against colonialism, and sang his patriotic poems and walked at the front of the procession. He also wrote to the British Governor to protest against colonial rule and resolutely gave up the titles and privileges granted to him by the British government to support the Indian people's struggle for independence and liberation.

He also wrote many well-known patriotic poems and novels, such as "I can be born in this land", "Flood" and "Let the land and water of the motherland be sweet". Since then, he has successively published poems such as Jitanjiali, Gardener's Collection, Crescent Moon Collection, Birds Collection, etc. He fully expressed his love for the motherland in his poems.

Tagore constantly pursued the freedom and independence of the motherland and sought the way out for the Indian nation. Indian people respect and love him, calling him a poet, India's conscience and India's soul.

4. Tagore's poem

Your sunshine smiles at the winter in my heart and never doubts its spring flowers.

-Tagore's birds wish to be a cloud. The cloud is willing to be a bird.

-Tagore's Birds My daytime flower drops its forgotten petals. In the evening, this flower ripens into a golden fruit of memory.

-Tagore's Birds asked Xiaohua, "How can I sing to you and worship you? The sun? " The sun replied, "just use your pure and simple silence." -Tagore's Birds This lonely evening is covered with fog and rain. I feel its sigh in the loneliness of my heart.

-Tagore's "Birds" completely decorated itself beautifully for the love of "imperfection". -Tagore's Birds Stray birds in summer come to my window to sing and then fly away.

And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall by the window with a sign. Tagore's Stray Birds make life beautiful like summer flowers and death beautiful like autumn leaves.-Tagore's Stray Birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.

yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sign. 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 sigh. 2 Troupe of little vagrants of the world, please leave your footprints in my words.

a group of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my words.3 The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover. It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal.

The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover. It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal.4 is the tears of the earth, which keeps her smile youthful. It is the tears of the earth that keep here smiles in bloom.5 The boundless desert is burning for the love of a blade of grass, who shakes her head and laughs and flies away.

the mighty despair is burning for the love of a blade of grass who shakes her head and laughs and flies away.6 If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you will also miss the stars. The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement, dancing water.

will you carry the burden of lameness? The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement, dancing water. Will you carry the burden of their lameness? Her eager face haunts my dreams like the rain at night. Her wish face haunts my dreams like the rain at night.9 Once, we dreamt that we were strangers.

we wake up to know that we were dear to each other. Once we dream that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dead to each other. 1 Sorrow is calm in my heart, just like dusk falls in the silent mountain forest.

sorry is hurried into peace in my heart like the eventing among the silent trees.11 Some unseen hands, such as an idle breeze, are playing the music of gurgling in my heart. Some unseen fingers, like an idle breeze, are playing upon my heart the music of the ripples.12 "What is your language, sea water?" "It's an eternal question."

"What is your answer, sky?" "It's 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. 13 Listen quietly, my heart, to the whispers of the world, which is its expression of love for you.

listen, my heart, to the whispers of the world with which it makes love to you.14 The mystery created is like the darkness at night-it is great. But the illusion of knowledge is just like the fog in the morning.

The mystery of creation is like the darkness of night-it is great. Delusions of knowledge are like the fog of the morning. 15 Don't let your love sit on a cliff just because it is high. Do not sit your love upon a precipice because it is high.16 I sit at the window this morning, where the world like a passer-by stops for a moment, nods to me and goes.

I sit at my window this morning where the world is like a passer-by stops for a moment, nods to me and goes.17 These whispers are the rustle of leaves; They whisper in my heart with joy. There little thoughts are the rustle of leaves; They have their whisper of joy in my mind.18 You can't see yourself, all you see is your shadow.

What you are you do not see, what you see is your shadow. 19 God, my wishes are really stupid. They shout in your song. Let me just listen.

my wishes are tools, they should cross my song, my master. Let me but listen. 2 I can't choose the best one. Is the best choice for me.

I cannot choose the best. The best chooses