我覺(jué)得我的孩子累我，使我受到極大的束縛。我沒(méi)有對(duì)他們的永久的計(jì)劃，甚至連最短促的也沒(méi)有。

　　“倘使有人要，我愿意把他們送給人家!”我常常這樣說(shuō)，當(dāng)我厭煩孩子的時(shí)候。

　　唉，和前一輩做父親的一比，我覺(jué)得我們這一輩生命力薄弱得可憐，我們二三十歲的人比不上六七十歲的前輩，他們雖然老的老死的死了，但是他們才是真正活著到現(xiàn)在到將來(lái)。

　　而我們呢，雖然活著，卻是早已死了。

　　Now I myself am a father of several children. Though I love my kids, still I do not share the idea of father and people of his time that one can never do too much in his lifetime to help his children. Much as I admire father and people of his time for their moral excellence, I can never follow in their footsteps.

　　I think of my children as an encumbrance to me. I haven't worked out a long-term plan for them, nay, not even a short-term one.

　　"I'd like to give away my kids to anyone who's willing to take them!" That's what I say whenever I am fed up with them.

　　Alas, compared with father and people of his time, the present generation, I think, have regrettably low vitality. We in our twenties or thirties prove inferior to our elders in their sixties or seventies. Today they may be advanced in years or even no more, but they will, nevertheless, live forever and ever.

　　As for us, though still alive, we have long been dead.