They are children born eager to live.

They came into this world with your help, not because of you.

They are by your side, but they don't belong to you.

What you can give them is your love, not your thoughts.

Because they have their own ideas.

You can shelter their bodies, but not their souls.

Because their souls belong to tomorrow, which you can never reach in your dreams.

You can try to be like them, but don't let them be like you.

Because life will not go backwards and will not stay in the past.

You are a bow, and your children are your arrows.

Archers look at the target on the road in the future. He drew his bow with all his strength, so that his arrow could shoot fast and far.

With a happy mood, bend down in the archer's hand, because he loves the arrow that flies all the way and the extremely stable bow.

-Ji Bolun's "Children"