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Appreciation of Tagore's Bilingual Poems in "Crescent Moon Collection"
Appreciation of Tagore's Bilingual Poems in "Crescent Moon Collection"

Tagore adopted a triple narrative perspective in the New Moon Collection. Every poem is a pure perspective, whether it is an omniscient perspective for mother, children or the poet himself. The following are the facts of several new moon collections I have compiled. Welcome to read!

If people know where my king's palace is, it will disappear without a trace. If people know where my king's palace is, it will disappear into the air.

The walls are silvery white and the roof is golden. The walls are silvery white and the roof is dazzling gold.

The queen lives in a palace with seven courtyards. She wears a jewel, which is worth all the wealth of the seven kings. The queen lives in a palace with seven courtyards. The jewelry she wears is worth all the wealth of the seven kingdoms.

But let me tell you quietly, mom, where is my king's palace. But let me tell you quietly, mom, where is my palace?

It is in the corner of our balcony, where there is a pot of Dursi plants. In the corner of our balcony, there is a flowerpot with Datura flower.

The princess sleeps on the shores of the seven distant oceans. The princess slept on the distant coast and crossed seven insurmountable oceans.

No one in the world can find her except myself. No one in the world can find her except myself.

She wears bracelets on her arms and pearl earrings on her ears; Her hair hung down to the floor. She wears a bracelet on her arm and pearls on her ears. Her hair dragged on the floor.

When I touch her with my wand, she will wake up, and when she smiles, the jewels will slip from her lips. When I touched her with my wand, she woke up. When I smiled, Zhuyu slipped from her lips.

But let me whisper in your ear, mother; She is in the corner of our balcony, where there is a pot of Dursi plants. But let me tell you quietly in my ear, mom; She lives in the corner of our balcony, where there is a flowerpot with pale yellow flowers.

When you want to take a bath by the river, go to the platform on the roof. When you want to take a bath in the river, come to the balcony on the roof.

I sat in the corner where the shadows of the wall met. I sat in the corner where the shadows of the wall met.

Only Pussy can come with me because she knows where the barber in the story lives. I only let the kitten stay with me because it knows where the barber in that story lives.

But let me whisper in your ear, mom, the barber in the story lives there. But let me tell you quietly where the barber in that story lives.

This is in the corner of the balcony, where there is a pot of Dursi plants. He lives at the corner of the balcony, with a flowerpot with Datura flower.

I turned into a golden flower just for fun, turned gray on the tall branches, swayed in the wind with a smile, and danced on the newly grown leaves. Mom, will you know me? If I become a golden flower, just for fun, growing on the high branches of that tree, swaying in the wind with a smile and dancing on the new leaves, mom, will you know me?

You will shout, "Baby, where are you?" I should laugh to myself and keep quiet. If you shout: Son, where are you? I secretly laughed there, but I was silent.

I should secretly open my petals and watch you work. I will quietly open my petals and watch you work.

When you take a shower, put your wet hair on your shoulders, walk through the shadow of the golden tree, and walk to the small courtyard where you pray. You will notice the fragrance of flowers, but you don't know it comes from me. When you take a bath, your wet hair falls over your shoulders, passes through the golden flower shaded by green trees, and walks to the prayer yard. You will smell the fragrance of this flower, but you don't know it comes from me.

After lunch, you sit at the window and read Ramayana. The shadow of the tree falls on your hair and knees. I should fly my little shadow to your page, where you read it. When you sit at the window and read Ramayana after lunch, the shadow of that tree falls on your hair and knees, and I will cast my little shadow on your page, where you are reading.

But can you guess that's your child's little shadow? But you can guess it belongs to your child. Small shadow?

When you go to the bullpen with a lighted lamp in your hand that night, I will suddenly fall to the ground again and become your own child again, and you will tell me stories. When you went to the cowshed with a lamp at dusk, I suddenly fell to the ground again and became your child. Please tell me a story.

"Where have you been, you naughty boy?" ? Where have you been, you bad boy?

"I won't tell you, mom." That's what you and I will say then. ? I won't tell you, mom. ? That's what you and I were trying to say.

Clouds and Waves Clouds and Waves Mother, people living on the clouds call to me-Mom, people living on the clouds call to me? We played from waking up until the end of the day.

"We play from waking up until the end of the day. ? We play with the golden dawn, and we play with the silvery white moon. ?

We play with the golden dawn, we play with the silver moon. I asked, but how can I contact you?

I asked, "But how can I get close to you?" They answered and said to him, Come to the edge of the earth and lift up your hands to heaven, and you will be lifted up into the clouds. They replied:? You come to the edge of the earth, raise your hand to the sky, and you can connect with the clouds. ?

"My mother is waiting for me at home," I said. "How can I leave her?" ? My mother is waiting for me at home. I said,? How can I leave her?

Then they floated away with a smile. So they smiled and floated away.

But I know a better game, mom. But I know a better game, mom.

I am the cloud and you are the moon. I am the cloud and you are the moon.

I will cover you with my hands, and our roof will be blue sky. I will cover you with my hands. Our roof is the blue sky.

People living in the waves call to me-people living in the waves call to me? We sing from morning till night; Let's go forward, go forward, and don't know where to go. ?

"We sing from morning till night; We keep traveling and don't know where we will pass. " I asked? But how can I join your team?

I asked, "But how can I join you?" They told me, "Come to the shore, close your eyes and stand, and you will be taken away by the waves." They told me. Come to the shore, stand there, close your eyes, and you will be taken to the waves. ?

I said, "My mother always wants me at home at night-how can I leave her?" I said:? In the evening, my mother often lets me stay at home. How can I leave her? ?

Then they smiled, danced and walked by. So they came running, laughing and jumping.

But I know a better game. But I know a better game.

I am the waves, and you are a strange shore. I am a wave, and you are a strange shore.

I'll keep rolling and break your knees with a lighter. I rushed in, rushed in, rushed in, and broke into your thigh with a smile.

No one in the world will know where we are. No one in the world will know where we are.

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