The continuous content is
Your child is not your child,
Life longs for children.
They came through you,
But not from you.
Attach the whole poem and its translation:
Children to Children Kahlil Gibran (Lebanese) Ji Bolun
Your child is not your child.
None of your children are your children.
They are the sons and daughters of life's longing for themselves.
Life longs for children.
They came through you, but not from you,
They came because of you, not because of you.
Although they are with you, they don't belong to you.
Although they are with you, they don't belong to you.
You can give them your love, but not your thoughts.
You can give them love, but don't give them thoughts.
Because they have their own ideas.
Because they have their own ideas.
You can accommodate their bodies, but you can't accommodate their souls.
You can cover their bodies, but you can't cover their souls.
Because their souls live in tomorrow's house, which you can't go to, even in your dreams. Because their souls live in tomorrow's house, which you can't even dream of.
You can try to be like them, but don't try to make them like you.
You can try to imitate them, but you can't make them look like you.
Because life will not go backwards, nor will it stay yesterday.
Because life will not go backwards, nor will it stay yesterday.
You are bows, and your children are arrows of life from bows.
You are bows, and your children are arrows of life on strings.
The archer sees the sign on the infinite road. He bends you with his strength to make his arrow fly fast and far.
The shooter aims at the target at infinity, which fills you with divine power and makes his arrow shoot fast and far.
Let you bend happily in the hands of archers;
Let you bend into happiness in the hands of archers;
Because just as he loves flying arrows, he also loves stable bows, because he loves flying arrows and stable bows.
I wish you happiness!