摘要：
[db:Intro]... 你的孩子，其实不是你的孩子，
他们是生命对于自身渴望而诞生的孩子。
他们通过你来到这世界，却非因你而来，
他们在你身边，却并不属于你。
你可以给予他们的是你的爱，
却不是你的想法，
因为他们自己有自己的思想。
你可以庇护的是他们的身体，
却不是他们的灵魂，
因为他们的灵魂属于明天，
属于你做梦也无法达到的明天。
你可以拼尽全力，变得象他们一样，
却不要让他们变得和你一样，
因为生命不会后退，也不在过去停留。
你是弓，儿女是从你那里射出的箭。
弓箭手望着未来之路上的箭靶，
他用尽力气将你拉开，
使他的箭射得又快又远。
怀着快乐的心情，
在弓箭手的手里弯曲吧，
因为他爱一路飞翔的箭，
也爱无比稳定的弓。
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 thought
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.
每周四按照惯例参加早6点亲子教练晨会，佳佳教练最后再次分享了以下一段话，出自纪伯伦的《先知》——
一种纯粹的行动的力量，简单快乐有意义！
特别去了解了作者其他的诗文，其中这篇《关于孩子》之前早有耳闻，再次拜读，从我现在正在练习放手全然信任孩子的心境出发，解读到的放手的意义更让人豁然开朗。愿我能更加明白，我的孩子其实不是我的孩子，他们是无限可能的独自精彩的生命。感恩诗人用文字穿越时空赋予我力量。转赠给你，一起受益！
哈利勒·纪伯伦（Kahlil Gibran, 1883—1931），黎巴嫩诗人、作家、画家。被称为“艺术天才”、“黎巴嫩文坛骄子”，是阿拉伯现代小说、艺术和散文的主要奠基人，20世纪阿拉伯新文学道路的开拓者之一。曾留学法国，后长期侨居美国。其主要作品蕴含了丰富的社会性和东方精神，旨在抒发丰富的情感。诗集有《泪与笑》、《行列圣歌》、《先知》等。他的作品近百年来拥有巨大的影响力，并被持续阅读分享。
1、A Grain of Sand William Blake
一粒沙子 ?威廉·布莱克
To see a world in a grain of sand,
从一粒沙子看到一个世界，
And a heaven in a wild fllower,
从一朵野花看到一个天堂，
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
把握在你手心里的就是无限，
And eternity in an hour.
永恒也就消融于一个时辰。
2、When we two parted Lord Byron
当我们两分开时 劳登·拜伦
When we two parted
当我们两分开时
In silence and tears,
只有沉默和眼泪
half broken-hearted
心儿几乎要破碎
to sever for years,
得分隔多少年岁
pale grew thy cheek and cold,
你的脸苍白又冰冷
colder thy kiss;
你的吻更寒意逼人
truly that hour foretold
那一刻正预示了
sorrow to this!
我今日的悲伤
the dew of the morning?
那天冰冷的朝露
sunk chill on my brow-
滴在我的额头
it felt like the warning
它似乎警示了
of what I feel now.
我此刻的痛楚
thy vows are all broken,
你背弃了所有的誓言
and light is thy fame:
名声也轻飘似云
I hear thy name spoken,
听到别人提到你的名字
and share in its shame.
我也感到无地自容
they name thee before me,
他们在我面前提到你
a knell to my ear;?
一声声如同丧钟敲响在耳际
a shudder comes o'er me-
我浑身颤栗——
why wert thou so dear?
为什么对你如此深情
they know not I knew thee
没人知道我了解你
who knew thee too well:
太过了解了——
long ,long shall I rue thee,
我将长久地为你懊悔
too deeply to tell.
懊悔之深难以言述
in secret we met-
我俩秘密地相会
in silence I grieve,
我独自神伤
that thy heart could forget,
你的心儿竟忘却
thy spirit deceive.
你的灵魂竟欺骗
if I should meet thee
如果多年以后
after long years,
我们再相见
how should I greet thee?
我该怎样面对你
with silence and tears.
只有沉默和眼泪
3、When You Are Old Yeats
当你老了 叶芝
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
当你老了，头白了，睡思昏沉，
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
在炉火旁打盹，请取下这部诗歌，
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look,
慢慢读，回想你过去眼神的柔和，
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
回想它们昔日浓重的阴影；
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
多少人爱你青春欢畅的时辰，
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
爱慕你的美丽，假意或真心，
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
只有一个人爱你朝圣者的灵魂，
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
爱你衰老了的脸上痛苦的皱纹；
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
垂下头来，在红火闪耀的炉子旁，
Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled,
凄然地轻轻诉，说那爱情的消逝，
And paced upon the mountains overhead，
在头顶上的山上它缓缓地踱着步子，
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
在一群星星中间隐藏着脸庞。
4、The Human Seasons John Keats
人生的四季 约翰·济慈
Four Seasons fill the measure of the year;
四季轮回构成了一年，
There are four seasons in the mind of man:
人的心灵也有四季更替：
He has his lusty Spring, when fancy clear
他有生机勃勃的春天，
Takes in all beauty with an easy span:
在幻想中把所有美景一览无余；
He has his Summer, when luxuriously
在那奢华繁盛的夏天，
Spring's honied cud of youthful thought he loves
他爱把春天采集的花蜜细细品尝，
To ruminate, and by such dreaming high
沉浸在甜美的青春思绪中，
Is nearest unto heaven: quiet coves
他高高飞扬的梦想几乎升上天堂；
His soul has in its autumn,when his wings
秋天他的心灵栖息在宁静的港湾，
He furleth close; contented so to look
他收拢了疲倦的羽翼，
On mists in idleness--to let fair things
悠闲而满足地透过雾气遥望，
Pass by unheeded as a threshold brook.
任美好的事物像门前的小溪不经意地流逝。
He has his Winter too of pale misfeature,
他终将走进冬天的苍凉晚境，
Or else he would forego his mortal nature.
不然他就失去了凡人的本性。
5、The Road Not Taken Robert Frost
未选择的路 罗伯特·佛洛斯特
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
**的树林里分出两条路，
And sorry I could not travel both
可惜我不能同时去涉足，
And be one traveler, long I stood
我在那路口久久伫立，
And looked down one as far as I could
我向着一条路极目望去，
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
直到它消失在丛林深处。
Then took the other, as just as fair,
但我却选了另外一条路，
And having perhaps the better claim,
它荒草萋萋，十分幽寂，
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
显得更诱人、更美丽；
Though as for that the passing there
虽然在这条小路上，
Had worn them really about the same,
很少留下旅人的足迹。
And both that morning equally lay
那天清晨落地满地，
In leaves no step had trodden black.
两条路都未经脚印污染。
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
啊，留下一条路等改日再见！
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
但我知道路径延绵无尽头，
I doubted if I should ever come back.
恐怕我难以再回返。
I shall be telling this with a sigh
也许多少年后在某个地方，
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
我将轻声叹息将往事回顾：
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I
一片树林里分出两条路
I took the one less traveled by,
而我选择了人迹更少的一条，
And that has made all the difference.
从此决定了我一生的道路。
