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这是我从一个华人论坛上看到的诗，以下是链接： http://blog.hiddenharmonies.org/ ... overseas/#more-3785 "Recently, my daughter had this poem in her class project. Where Are You From? Where am I from? I come from Where land nearly never-endingly surrounds our borders Where bamboo stalks dominate the forests Specially grown to feed the Giant Pandas Where the rivers flow uncontrollably From one side to the other Where dynasties fly by As quickly as they had come Where Taiwan and Tibet protest To be broken off from mainland Where red-crowned cranes migrate to the south To escape the cold dark winter Where tree peonies bloom Beautifully in gardens Where hard-working athletes struggle to win In every sport For that Is where I come from. In this poem, I find that my 10 year old girl is more keen to call herself Chinese than New Zealander, though, with English as her first language, her Chinese is just enough to manage daily conversation. As she will grow up in Kiwi culture, I don’t think she can understand Chinese classical literature good enough. How much can she understand Chinese culture in the future? Will she get lost somewhere in between? I don’t know. Only time can tell." 十岁的孩子有这样的故国情怀， 不容易。 |
