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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
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Kahlil Gibran
0 |$ X- i+ }4 n% U5 s0 [+ ^! qYour children are not your children.
7 a& ^. i9 X, o9 ?: [1 O0 C% l" }They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.1 K4 ^8 k* c+ j" N+ R' j
They come through you but not from you,
& F2 q; M4 h0 H) T; F; H% ZAnd though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
$ S0 r6 y7 ]: JYou may give them your love but not your thoughts,, V' v" X9 E* v& o H. o# j5 _
For they have their own thoughts.
, Q9 x& N+ m" L5 K4 j' dYou may house their bodies but not their souls," d( T4 C/ ?) j% O
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
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You may strive to be like them,
2 P" Y, f, E" l- j8 h- k3 }but seek not to make them like you.
0 X$ a2 @$ P! l$ r7 w G" S. iFor life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.) u* t! M0 n, ], }) j& Q$ f
You are the bows from which your children, Z R0 p' v% ^1 J7 s( z1 b
as living arrows are sent forth.
4 f( ^0 W. l# B5 Q1 j5 J' E, S [, OThe archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
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that His arrows may go swift and far.1 v4 x/ x, D9 k* p( X9 q5 s
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
0 C; m. {1 ]! o$ l% ]9 mFor even as He loves the arrow that flies,3 s& F# [: u, w3 R
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