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# i. s: z" ^- W8 i4 q; w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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On Children
2 x6 L, y* M9 `8 a Kahlil Gibran
1 H2 l" y8 L* Z, c# g+ _( e( C0 CYour children are not your children.
( B8 D; k7 M i5 O# o9 IThey are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
& V* E* {3 ?" m% a' e: Y) ?They come through you but not from you," A- z, a% D& R9 m7 Z6 c1 ^" p) W
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
8 B' w% P3 X2 I8 RYou may give them your love but not your thoughts,( h8 E$ y3 o' o3 V) z" H
For they have their own thoughts." l: ^" }, @& c9 `
You may house their bodies but not their souls,; V* V% K/ B8 R& ]
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
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You may strive to be like them,
* P& w7 R2 ?* F% h. Z' q$ P; Qbut seek not to make them like you.
, G5 Y! p) i& ^/ O; aFor life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
+ G3 F5 Y% B/ R( m. M" v% RYou are the bows from which your children- y3 r' y2 \' }# l2 C: s" |, r
as living arrows are sent forth.$ Y/ j& q) t" e C0 n7 D
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,% D, v" U; `& z3 M; P! C$ m
and He bends you with His might
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3 @5 M$ q( V/ x& N% ~6 S9 m, hLet your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;- h% d' h4 w4 ]- b7 o3 J# ]7 ~6 [
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
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