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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$ J1 G7 v7 r, \4 _# |) G
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Kahlil Gibran
& a9 q) m% a# y$ B- `4 W1 _$ ^Your children are not your children.
. Y& u( }) V' l7 pThey are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
/ u8 u& @* V, z+ P" _- c* tThey come through you but not from you,
5 q1 ]9 b9 X1 f; YAnd though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
3 B2 N2 k9 Z, J' P$ v- Q/ v, c9 OYou may give them your love but not your thoughts,( [( c- n2 n( W# a3 |2 `) \+ b
For they have their own thoughts.
$ u: x6 _/ D$ ZYou may house their bodies but not their souls,8 h& j+ _5 K2 O: G' N: Q9 w( J- Q
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,( X" b3 q+ U* h6 }0 a1 [8 ]5 y
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. q$ G2 Z" r3 Q* R5 i! K$ q+ I; a
You may strive to be like them, o: Y: k6 e& ^% F m# _2 S$ x
but seek not to make them like you.. i, `$ ]; M( I) x
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
4 f. Z6 o1 o5 i; q7 ^4 s; E7 g1 VYou are the bows from which your children
1 ~* a& P) t0 g, Kas living arrows are sent forth.
3 [1 t0 w, r; x m0 Q$ ?) W) NThe archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite," x* o, T) ^) S
and He bends you with His might+ H$ P8 J" @: e, x8 v8 p5 @) X; P& \
that His arrows may go swift and far. K8 M3 Y& e3 z& F2 J! F' Q J
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
/ M6 j0 H! F( Q2 Z u6 F' HFor even as He loves the arrow that flies,
7 I6 ^ `. W/ o: Iso He loves also the bow that is stable. |
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