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5 @4 _9 Q" [! p. U4 D; _6 G( [( h今天偶然看到这首纪伯伦的诗,觉得很好,贴出来和大家一起分享
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On Children# k5 O: I# I- d* O( ]; a
Kahlil Gibran
: W6 k0 S; m5 a3 _& sYour children are not your children.2 B9 J( g$ h: a0 R
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.( y( F8 t9 C5 A
They come through you but not from you,
+ g$ e( c, F8 U; oAnd though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
9 C- \ A( u4 O) s2 J9 ~( U, wYou may give them your love but not your thoughts,: M4 z9 @) ^( T8 v' ]5 b! h
For they have their own thoughts.
$ @+ Y( }- ]% J* d e4 MYou may house their bodies but not their souls,
) @. L/ e% N4 W% p& DFor their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,8 t E: E4 e h x$ ]
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.( S. C7 ^9 }2 X: v/ C
You may strive to be like them,
3 L9 P' H8 p) t4 i# X5 sbut seek not to make them like you.
( c8 x) _) `, L2 d- {% u3 O' OFor life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
- Q; I& w/ X; f; OYou are the bows from which your children
* Y# ] s8 Q7 Z, p$ l% }( k- Las living arrows are sent forth.
# k( L+ x7 K5 u6 P+ @* I* D0 FThe archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,4 h: n8 ^$ t( ^
and He bends you with His might
# ~4 H" H: s; w5 ]6 Kthat His arrows may go swift and far.0 }2 c4 J* u% X
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;( H* Q- C) S# Y* Y7 R
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,5 h/ p6 ]2 w T* V% ~- \% u0 c, Y
so He loves also the bow that is stable. |
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