念亲恩(Pencil and Rubber and You)

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一位外国朋友发来的分享,简洁、深刻的文字,很感人。也分享给我的伙伴们: Pencil and Rubber and You Pencil: I'm sorry Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong. Pencil: I'm sorry because you get hurt because of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time. Eraser: That's true. But I don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad. I found this conversation between the pencil and the eraser very inspirational. Parents are like the eraser whereas their children are the pencil. They're always there for their children, cleaning up their mistakes. Sometimes along the way, they get hurt, and become smaller / older, and eventually pass on. Though their children will eventually find someone new (spouse), but parents are still happy with what they do for their children, and will always hate seeing their precious ones worrying, or sad. All my life, I've been the pencil. And it pains me to see the eraser that is my parents getting smaller and smaller each day. For I know that one day, all that I'm left with would be eraser shavings and memories of what I used to have. Moral: We never know the love of our parents for us ...

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  • mhfnm 发表于 2013-3-26 10:01:46
    感谢分享,这个比喻很独特!
  • JL 发表于 2013-3-26 09:45:48
    有橡皮头的铅笔?真棒的比喻!
  • 夏禹承影 发表于 2013-3-25 22:32:11
    又从您的文章中感受到了生命的力量,我希望我们都能成为有橡皮头的铅笔,时时书写人生,挥洒血和泪,处处擦拭自我,温暖你我他
  • JL 发表于 2013-3-25 17:45:08
    我相信冰雪聪明的鹅一定能看懂这篇文章的。我们,应该,会,成为橡皮吧。。。我不知道,但愿吧。橡皮很可敬,只是越擦越小,时间不多,要珍惜哦。 抱歉暂时没有翻译,那位朋友就是英语国家的人士,还好用的英语比较简单,我这个cowboy还能够“有道”明白,伙伴们也一定能明白的吧。
  • 企鹅PINGU 发表于 2013-3-25 17:15:08
    翻译哩 呵呵 我大概能明白 我们也会成为橡皮吗?

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Pencil: I'm sorry Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong. Pencil: I'm sorry because you get hurt because of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time. Eraser: That's true. But I don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new ...