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本帖最后由 秀色可餐 于 2014-2-28 16:34 编辑 - A* R1 c9 z, W1 O; _
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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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/ N; h3 X. y8 ?& p$ MOn Children
0 `+ K; V; d( X7 t* h# j Kahlil Gibran
" x, K- |* X9 [- U+ R( iYour children are not your children." @7 L& H+ X3 x8 R: {3 W% [! z3 O
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.! \; T: e1 _. j6 T7 H# k" Y
They come through you but not from you,
. n, V' g5 N1 D; B9 \5 c0 DAnd though they are with you yet they belong not to you.3 {5 x. y6 E( [
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
3 n( t- P" p- Q: b0 Y* s8 J& DFor they have their own thoughts." [, w+ y( n, v! t6 ?4 {7 s: _) ?' O9 G
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
* I8 O9 T$ ]7 j% |- K9 EFor their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,$ L2 P, W3 [* { W4 K, ^- @
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams./ E$ F; q8 V* {& c6 |; f. W& @ p
You may strive to be like them,
8 F* [/ _. s. @+ | sbut seek not to make them like you.( `% q% E3 ~. f B
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
* H) f- W( P/ ~/ eYou are the bows from which your children
Q D: R# ~; g' G0 U$ J7 _3 Y, `3 Tas living arrows are sent forth.
1 X# K$ _6 t# r6 N& U7 a% kThe archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,+ i' k7 i; T4 U( y1 S
and He bends you with His might. y& q' I7 O3 @% R8 P* a8 x# r" c* I- r
that His arrows may go swift and far.4 F3 s: a' {% C1 Z% m5 l9 g
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;' \( T8 g, X8 z* F
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,* J3 a6 i. _0 _4 R9 H
so He loves also the bow that is stable. |
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