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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5 \' }7 }7 ?& ^) \( Y6 L- w. D
5 [+ C% d3 Z( m/ JOn Children) S; X5 W+ |; I9 m4 K# C* B
Kahlil Gibran
/ H8 W; e/ [; S$ F% C& J' wYour children are not your children.& w& C, c: t$ J
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
9 |! { {4 k. H( \1 K+ d! {# PThey come through you but not from you,
' V# x1 r- q+ `& d3 i! HAnd though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
( s. S$ F8 p& ]/ F. X4 AYou may give them your love but not your thoughts,
/ H' b1 J0 |# R* J7 U$ h0 pFor they have their own thoughts.
/ h. O4 k; Z) i' R I# EYou may house their bodies but not their souls,
3 X! Y7 W% H% ^- v6 Z% lFor their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
/ ` H0 A; f/ x, t6 Ewhich you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
% Z$ n: a/ P, ]+ a* k1 e3 MYou may strive to be like them,
* f! ?" i. L! S0 `+ k, _but seek not to make them like you.7 y8 Q8 c0 Q1 w. P
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
' [: W( p; M% d {You are the bows from which your children
3 B. x, Q0 z& {8 f/ eas living arrows are sent forth.
' p& {2 L/ j8 s( |, Y! N7 p* v1 QThe archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,9 h; Y9 K1 ^/ I4 B
and He bends you with His might3 u0 w) q) v2 \( R0 C3 O8 X
that His arrows may go swift and far.
- T8 H. ?. [# E5 d# I% ]Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
# \8 B7 p4 A$ |3 b3 r( W3 eFor even as He loves the arrow that flies,# C! S H+ c0 l
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