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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% W6 j* L! `! n3 K5 _+ E4 L
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On Children: W. p: g$ p, L; Y7 u- f
Kahlil Gibran% t/ p- ~$ i- l U8 u' y1 X5 M
Your children are not your children.
?6 f5 g: \- U1 N4 u3 z5 RThey are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
, D1 i4 e& C, l/ U" EThey come through you but not from you,
. T) u% O3 ^/ L: V& R" \ cAnd though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
# J+ m/ v( ?& T+ yYou may give them your love but not your thoughts,3 R9 F {% l- a# ^6 W: S
For they have their own thoughts.
3 i4 x$ U; x. u4 O- FYou may house their bodies but not their souls,. g! n% |! N' y& k; W; E' r
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
; i4 R# P/ f$ B% A; o6 o0 v5 y Bwhich you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.: c" ]( m$ Z. C: E
You may strive to be like them,8 A# ^$ h0 S: G* d3 R1 k6 c
but seek not to make them like you.4 |7 D) {1 r1 L+ A( y+ Y
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
( i$ I$ ]0 B& M+ ]* TYou are the bows from which your children
3 w# J$ [6 K* S j" I9 vas living arrows are sent forth.
8 {# [5 N! U: [. VThe archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,+ K. n4 W' B; t, q; p; y3 Z7 i
and He bends you with His might" O; t: w- U0 I' T( j; n
that His arrows may go swift and far.2 O* s7 c% A; j& L
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;- Z% l% T1 Y5 K3 O3 D" i7 M
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
2 l7 l; Y8 E! i2 I6 zso He loves also the bow that is stable. |
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