介绍:
轰烈了一天， 爱表达得太躁，总觉得给出的不是自己独特的那份，
现在暗夜止息了白天的不纯净， 徐风慢慢让混沌向下沉， 空气中剩下的全是我的真心---
我做了13年的弓，
你做了13年的矢，
我弯折了腰身，
换来势能射你到未来无际的希望中，
如今你沉稳
飞行中都是坚定，
恭喜你， 踏出童年的门！
感谢你， 变我成多余的人---
枕着纪伯伦的这首诗睡去，
愿你我都能守好各自的站位，
不顾盼，不纠缠——
我注目但不专横；
你前行但不孤单--
你的孩子
文|纪伯伦
你的孩子不属于你
他们是生命的渴望
是生命自己的儿女
经由你生 与你相伴
却有自己独立的轨迹
给他们爱而不是你的意志
孩子有自己的见地
给他一个栖身的家
不要把他的精神关闭
他们的灵魂属于明日世界
你无从闯入
梦中寻访也将被拒
让自己变得像个孩子
不要让孩子成为你的复制
昨天已经过去
生命向前奔涌
无法回头
川流不息
你是生命之弓
孩子是生命之矢
幸福而谦卑地弯身吧
把羽箭般的孩子射向远方
送往无际的未来
爱——是孩子的飞翔
也是你强健沉稳的姿态
On Children
Gibran
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their soul
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
Which you cannot visit,
not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
But seek not to make them like you,
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children
As living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
And He bends you with His might,
That His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies，
So He loves also the bow that is stable.
