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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( W0 O+ u. _# ]. \
Your children are not your children.
2 r1 y9 f' J9 D2 T) F' k1 `% A# C; t# WThey are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
( a3 [+ a6 J& i: u$ L- d9 lThey come through you but not from you,% F8 e! d: l) M- i& r3 z
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
/ }6 ^: j2 P( K& S: T* ^. iYou may give them your love but not your thoughts,5 x! x4 [% Z2 m& c3 v$ E$ o! _# J
For they have their own thoughts.
! d! s8 E2 _' _" h+ Q1 O$ `6 KYou may house their bodies but not their souls,
4 ^" r: k- K& E$ I7 z; ]For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,; m' {+ U y' I" `6 G& z" v
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.* t8 ]7 E; y) F8 z6 ^
You may strive to be like them, _1 [; P8 d! u- F) O( w
but seek not to make them like you.# i5 n. U# f S5 p; h8 e, S& _3 i0 W
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.9 n- C! U+ ^3 C+ f6 X* a3 m" f2 Z
You are the bows from which your children/ D5 D4 z5 r* S. D% O6 w" n% M
as living arrows are sent forth.) O4 ?2 o1 _+ B5 `* z7 D- N
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
( B" R- J; R- B" H0 Qand He bends you with His might1 T6 B# E9 ]; I$ j* W/ D _
that His arrows may go swift and far.
& ]# D/ V7 C# b& t# ^6 n: [2 M' qLet your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;3 ]; T! K5 x% f# R0 j, w; v8 h
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,( L- ? r- c5 y+ s- ]
so He loves also the bow that is stable. |
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