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/ H, A! f& r [* e0 q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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7 N [' Z6 ^+ d8 W. g; E5 oOn Children
7 W( }, e* w* L# g* ` Kahlil Gibran
% m9 K5 @! U) t6 \9 \4 c1 ], [1 z9 |Your children are not your children.
' \* `4 c" x! h/ u% U/ m2 o/ RThey are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
7 j( C* O* k( O% q& qThey come through you but not from you,
7 C* r2 i+ X( t0 a) T. NAnd though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
, Y b4 E: u' f2 }4 @: V2 E6 h+ VYou may give them your love but not your thoughts,: d- e( ?- L( i& w' M
For they have their own thoughts.1 |( i- a& Y) l9 c
You may house their bodies but not their souls,: N& P) O$ h- e* l
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,0 H: V! U6 c0 H; ^
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.' U; m$ z' N6 J7 [! _2 M0 Z
You may strive to be like them," g# `8 k* p5 j4 F& r
but seek not to make them like you.
, E5 w* r* i/ T* k" B5 e% g5 n7 fFor life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.+ e4 r0 w" B8 Y' T9 L6 W& z1 ^
You are the bows from which your children
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$ ^" c9 E c4 JThe archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
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that His arrows may go swift and far.
8 |! e: x. d- K* A% k7 tLet your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;8 X7 D( g2 O* M+ L, z
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
: p* b" N/ \. p* r8 Nso He loves also the bow that is stable. |
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