【正文】 第一篇：泰戈?duì)栐?shī)集SingerWhen thou mandest me to sing it seems that my heart would break with pride。and I look to thy face, and tears e to my that is harsh and dissonant in my life melts into one sweet harmonyand my adoration spreads wings like a glad bird on its flight across the know thou takest pleasure in my know that only as a singer I e before thy touch by the edge of the farspreading wing of my song thy feet which I could never aspire to with the joy of singing I forget myself and call thee friend who are my I know not how thou singest, my master!I ever listen in silent light of thy music illumines the life breath of thy music runs from sky to holy stream of thy music breaks through all stony obstacles and rushes heart longs to join in thy song, but vainly struggles for a would speak ,but speech breaks not into song, and I cryout ,thou hast made my heart captive in the endless meshes of thy music, my master!Little FluteThou hast made me endless,such is thy frail vessel thou emptiest again,and fillest it ever with fresh little flute of a readthou hast carried over hills and dales,and hast breathed through it melodies eternally the immortal touch of thy handmy little heart loses its limits in joyand gives birth to utterance infinite gifts e to meonly on these very small hands of pass,and still thou pourest,and still there is room to Life of my life, I shall ever try to keep my body pure, knowingthatthy living touch is upon all my shall ever try to keep all untruths out from my thoughts, knowing that thou art that truth which has kindled the light of reason in my shall ever try to drive all evils away from my heart and keep my love in flower, knowing that thou hast thy seat in the inmost shrine of my it shall be my endevour to reveal thee in my actions, knowing it is thy power gives me strength to ask for a moment’s indulgence to sit by thy works that I have in hand I will finish from the sight of thy face my heart knows no rest nor respite, and my work bees an endless toil in a shoreless sea of the summer has e at my window with its sighs and murmurs。and the bees are plying their minstrelsy at the court of the flowering it is time to sit quite, face to face with thee, and to sing dedication of life in this silent and overflowing leisure.第二篇：泰戈?duì)栐?shī)集泰戈?duì)栐?shī)集新月篇我會(huì)化作一縷清風(fēng)愛(ài)撫著你：我將變作水中的陣陣漣漪，當(dāng)你沐浴時(shí)，一遍又一遍的親吻你。在起風(fēng)的夜里，雨滴嗒嗒地敲打著樹葉，你在床上會(huì)聽見我的低語(yǔ)，而我的笑聲會(huì)隨著那電光一同從開著的窗子閃進(jìn)你的屋內(nèi)。如果你躺著睡不著，思念你的寶貝到深夜，我會(huì)從星星上向你歌唱“睡吧，媽媽，睡吧?！奔覉@我獨(dú)自走在田野蜿蜒的小路上，落日像個(gè)守財(cái)奴一樣正藏掖它的最后一點(diǎn)黃金日光越來(lái)越深的墜向黑暗，已被收割的孤寂大地默默地躺臥在那里，突然間一個(gè)男孩清越的聲音涌入天際。他穿過(guò)看不見的暮色，留下他的歌聲橫跨黃昏的靜謐。他的村屋就坐落在荒野邊上，在甘蔗林的外面，隱蔽在芭蕉和瘦高的擯榔，椰果和濃綠的榴蓮的樹影里。星光下我在這獨(dú)行的路上駐足片刻，看見在眼前延展的幽暗大地正雙臂抱著數(shù)不清的家園。這里有著搖籃和床鋪，媽媽們的心和盞盞夜燈，還有年輕的生命歡樂(lè)不盡，毫不知曉這歡樂(lè)對(duì)于人世的蘊(yùn)意。第三篇：泰戈?duì)栐?shī)集讀后感篇一：泰戈?duì)栐?shī)集讀后感讀了《泰戈?duì)栐?shī)選》，仿佛帶我們走近泰戈?duì)?，他的精神是那般深邃，那般豐贍，又那么細(xì)膩，一章章詩(shī)篇，或小巧玲瓏，或燦爛輝宏。泰戈?duì)栍盟恼軐W(xué)和世界給了世人許多智慧，許多啟迪。輕輕地翻，閑閑地逡巡。驀然間，便會(huì)有一篇篇地美文闖入你的眼簾?！岸旧?處處吐出劇毒的氣息，/講的是溫文爾雅的和平，/聽起來(lái)活像是嘲弄。/因此，在我去世之前，/讓我對(duì)各處正在準(zhǔn)備/向惡魔作戰(zhàn)的人們，/致以我生平最后的敬禮。”泰戈?duì)栠@樣寫著，他筆峰犀利，諷刺尖刻而辛辣地砰擊了在中歐趾高氣昂，不可一世的希物勒。全詩(shī)慷慨激昂，包含了愛(ài)國(guó)主義的深切情懷以及國(guó)際人道主義精神。讓我們真切感受到詩(shī)人反法西斯，反帝國(guó)主義的，反殖民統(tǒng)治的正義感。他遇見到二戰(zhàn)的即將到來(lái)，追求和平與光明，熱情鼓舞全世界各國(guó)人民的解放事業(yè)而不懈奮斗。這是泰戈?duì)栕髌贰敖饎偱俊钡囊幻?。?dāng)然詩(shī)人也有自己“光風(fēng)霽月”的一面。泰戈?duì)柕脑?shī)，沒(méi)有普希金的雄健壯闊，沒(méi)有海濕的甜蜜夢(mèng)幻，沒(méi)有拜倫的氣悍心魂，也沒(méi)有雪萊的浪漫如風(fēng)。他的詩(shī)是優(yōu)美的畫，無(wú)聲無(wú)息，水乳交融。他藝術(shù)的魅力和思想的廣闊，不是一般人可以達(dá)到的境界。作為詩(shī)人，同時(shí)又是小說(shuō)家、藝術(shù)家，社會(huì)活動(dòng)家的泰戈?duì)?。他的每一首?shī)，都燃放著熾熱的精神火花，照亮讀者的心。讓世俗世界中，這些奔