你的儿女 其实不是你的儿女。他们是生命对于自身渴望而诞生的孩子。他们借

Your children are not actually your children. <br>They are the children born of life's desire for itself. <br>They come to this world with you but not because of you. <br>They are by your side but don't belong to you. <br>You can give them your love but not your ideas <br>because they have their own ideas. <br>What you can shelter is their body but not their soul <br>because their soul belongs to tomorrow, which belongs to you in your dreams and cannot reach tomorrow. <br>You can do your best to become like them <br>but do n’t let them become like you <br>because life won’t. Backward does not stay in the past. <br>You are a child of a bow, an arrow shot from you. <br>The archer looks at the target on the road to the future. <br>He pulls you away with all his strength to make his arrow shoot fast and far. <br>With a happy mood, bend it in the hands of the archer, <br>because he loves flying arrows and a very stable bow.

Your children are not your children.<br>They are children born of life's desire for itself.<br>They came to this world with you, but not because of you.<br>They're next to you, but they don't belong to you.<br>What you can give them is your love, not your idea.<br>Because they have their own ideas.<br>You can shelter their bodies, but not their souls.<br>Because their soul belongs to tomorrow, tomorrow that you can never dream of.<br>You can do your best to be like them.<br>but don't let them become like you.<br>Because life doesn't go backwards and doesn't stay in the past.<br>You're a bow, an arrow from you.<br>The archer looked at the arrow target on the way forward.<br>He pulled you away with his best efforts and shot his arrow fast and far.<br>Bend in the archer's hand with joy.<br>Because he loves arrows that fly all the way, and he loves a very stable bow.

Your children are not your children.<br>They are the children born of life's desire for itself.<br>They came to the world through you, but not because of you<br>They are by your side, but they don't belong to you.<br>What you can give them is your love, not your thoughts<br>Because they have their own ideas.<br>You can protect their bodies, not their souls<br>Because their souls belong to tomorrow, which you can't dream of<br>You can do your best to be like them<br>But don't let them be like you<br>Because life doesn't retreat, it doesn't stay in the past.<br>You are the bow, the child is the arrow from you.<br>Archers look at their targets on the road to the future<br>He pulls you away with all his strength to make his arrow shoot fast and far.<br>Bend in the archer's hand with joy<br>Because he loves the arrow that flies all the way and the bow that is extremely stable.<br>