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4 t l( D- B0 e5 Z2 }2 e" H& o" 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" m: R0 o0 o% E0 _
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On Children
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Your children are not your children.+ ]1 S3 ?7 ~' D" k6 V) f
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.5 [( o O% Q7 N7 g; a/ X+ |9 H
They come through you but not from you,% _8 L3 p0 n) ?6 X6 I
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
0 m9 I! d/ L$ _8 G1 ]8 U2 V4 E# AYou may give them your love but not your thoughts,6 E+ ?& H# z5 z- X9 N
For they have their own thoughts.
+ l/ L* V# m/ `, V7 A: IYou may house their bodies but not their souls,
+ V% a4 z% x, p1 p7 rFor their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,9 l* m% B% O( o$ d/ N
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.# `1 e5 v) U# ^) b" _' N c
You may strive to be like them,
# s8 X1 r& k5 _4 ^, F& cbut seek not to make them like you.- w" J- K9 Q6 s( ? R
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
- Q; M; e/ ]% }: t% GYou are the bows from which your children" y5 `- N$ D4 w# g' l7 W8 U
as living arrows are sent forth.* `0 N: L2 }. ]# V
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,4 }$ W9 A/ k- Z, n6 a
and He bends you with His might5 y# J$ E1 i2 u) j& x
that His arrows may go swift and far.+ S+ ], W2 }! e6 G7 S
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
. G9 I3 O( J, b& f) LFor even as He loves the arrow that flies,( l/ a3 v+ z+ R. u, O: w v
so He loves also the bow that is stable. |
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