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/ h5 n. ?& }; j( m( X. o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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Kahlil Gibran+ ]% v* o3 {- B7 J2 \: S
Your children are not your children.
/ `5 }1 S7 R$ [, i/ aThey are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
1 C" y( T" Z1 k2 T5 XThey come through you but not from you,. N; r9 j* z* j0 p: t
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.$ Z3 e3 S+ d; m: V$ o
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,- g7 Q6 r5 _1 a, `
For they have their own thoughts.
) `6 L3 }% T* VYou may house their bodies but not their souls,: @4 S9 e1 o* _, q5 y h0 q5 ]
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
: N' W: d8 M3 B1 N/ Y6 w+ c6 r; Hwhich you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
7 |3 L4 |# u( }" G% j2 yYou may strive to be like them,5 |" P( s! i a# L- B" ]+ H& Y* a) D5 e
but seek not to make them like you.$ y1 S$ Z# H% p/ q0 @) Z0 }
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday./ ]0 R% a; Y* d o( Y; F$ b3 m
You are the bows from which your children7 J- o3 L4 N" ^* P* S) G; d) f" s
as living arrows are sent forth.7 z# L6 Y$ B" b @6 h
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
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that His arrows may go swift and far.
6 Z7 B9 D) M2 V2 Q8 _! ULet your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
9 U) F# o" y: F5 w8 g4 d: TFor even as He loves the arrow that flies,! i( K7 }/ @# `0 p
so He loves also the bow that is stable. |
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