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9 G; E, m/ s+ z/ r7 a( I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! ?4 ~" y+ F" F' k% _9 ^) H0 f8 a
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On Children
V% w; \5 d. [. C3 F Kahlil Gibran
9 X9 m4 \- F; P, WYour children are not your children.
; c1 c3 }. y( E% `6 u$ l: nThey are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
- @4 A) W. X& y" Y |They come through you but not from you,9 e6 Y$ `% X7 r
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you." w% T# q% H% q: V; M# ]! T2 X D/ E
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,' o* E" d% z+ {) i, d; d+ X
For they have their own thoughts.; o1 B: q- M. J. `6 D* Z- y
You may house their bodies but not their souls,+ k& i) |; w' R' e
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
2 X. Z' m! w& b% Dwhich you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
9 X# T i+ I/ G- [! u- V/ C mYou may strive to be like them,
S7 l# w6 B7 ^8 f* [# abut seek not to make them like you.* w& U9 D6 f. t& g* q
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
+ n& _+ \0 V0 W* c) J3 U+ A& l: ]/ `You are the bows from which your children
; P* R+ j. ?4 v* S% Kas living arrows are sent forth.
0 W! x1 v7 ]: l M: |& |: AThe archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
R5 t* a1 U: D- \" sand He bends you with His might
7 A* [, U1 {. `( _9 uthat His arrows may go swift and far.
# r# S5 B& E! b) NLet your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;7 H1 b( \, q* Z( G
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
4 F0 F* G7 e* c6 d. z& _so He loves also the bow that is stable. |
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