在这个纷扰的世界里,泰戈尔的诗像阳光一般照进我内心最柔软的地方,滋润着我的灵魂,让我远离纷扰,透过表象,看到世间的美好。我第一次和他的作品打交道,不是在书本里,而是在小时候参加的一次纪念泰戈尔诞辰150周年的朗诵会上,那时的我对于“世上最遥远的距离不是星星之间的轨迹,而是纵然轨迹交汇,却在转眼间无处寻觅”之类的话语只是模模糊糊地明白些意思。 In this troublesome world, Tagore’s poetry sunshine shines into the softest place in my heart, moistens my soul, keeps me away from chaos, and sees the beauty of the world through appearance. For the first time I dealt with his work, not in books, but in a childhood reading of a memorial to the 150th anniversary of Tagore’s birthday, when I was the furthest distance in the world was not the path between stars , But instead of looking for something in the blink of an eye, even if the trajectories converge, it is only vaguely understood.