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' R G) ]& H( J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; [/ X8 a4 e! }$ m3 _" F& y% l1 H
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Kahlil Gibran
3 M" g' Q' i$ q" g8 ?! q8 eYour children are not your children.# d5 S' j$ G9 U6 [( l' \
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
6 K8 j" m* U/ z9 ^8 ?They come through you but not from you,9 s0 N& Y- r. h9 i/ r
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
! a) d: w/ S2 X* H0 u" ]8 L# X# BYou may give them your love but not your thoughts,
5 R, T+ h( r6 y8 P9 qFor they have their own thoughts.
6 \5 b( C) L# u; p; @$ x0 z$ d' YYou may house their bodies but not their souls,4 P. B& U8 s* g; q
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,/ n/ f, S8 X, O+ A* j
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.6 P0 g$ h2 Q5 r) V2 W- M
You may strive to be like them,
, K' D7 U5 L3 u+ ybut seek not to make them like you.% |; r- D9 _' ^" j
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday., c$ `/ m2 b9 C8 X
You are the bows from which your children: J, g9 ^7 Y' N- T9 n' b4 l5 W. _7 [
as living arrows are sent forth.% D' Z% M7 Q* d1 O" I) V& _
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,! e; Q D) l# g
and He bends you with His might9 E" w5 \% T! D6 H9 g$ {
that His arrows may go swift and far.
# {4 Z& ~/ P# L# F3 B$ ALet your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;( s, `3 T9 Y7 {# ~' {# M
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
4 l# S9 C8 \0 k$ bso He loves also the bow that is stable. |
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