上帝的畫像A portrait of god
A little boy was drawing a sketch with pencil and paper.
一個(gè)小男孩拿著鉛筆和紙?jiān)诋嬕环孛琛?BR> When his mother asked what he was doing, he answered immediately and with considerable pride: ”I am drawing a portrait of God.”
他的媽媽問他在干什么時(shí),他馬上很自豪地回答說:“我在畫一幅上帝的肖像。”
Being surprised and afraid, his mother said:” You cannot do that. No one has ever seen God. No one knows how God looks.”
他的媽媽既驚訝又害怕,說:“你不能這樣做的,沒有人見過上帝,誰也不知道上帝是什么樣子?！?BR> But the little boy replied complacently: ”Well when I get through, they will know.”
可是小男孩得意的回答:“等我畫完了,他們就會(huì)知道啦?！?
A little boy was drawing a sketch with pencil and paper.
一個(gè)小男孩拿著鉛筆和紙?jiān)诋嬕环孛琛?BR> When his mother asked what he was doing, he answered immediately and with considerable pride: ”I am drawing a portrait of God.”
他的媽媽問他在干什么時(shí),他馬上很自豪地回答說:“我在畫一幅上帝的肖像。”
Being surprised and afraid, his mother said:” You cannot do that. No one has ever seen God. No one knows how God looks.”
他的媽媽既驚訝又害怕,說:“你不能這樣做的,沒有人見過上帝,誰也不知道上帝是什么樣子?！?BR> But the little boy replied complacently: ”Well when I get through, they will know.”
可是小男孩得意的回答:“等我畫完了,他們就會(huì)知道啦?！?