罗伯特ˇ弗罗斯特 (ROBERT FROST) 未选择的路
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黄叶林中出条岔路ˇ 无奈一人难于兼顾ˇ 顺着一条婉蜒小路ˇ 久久伫立极目远眺ˇ 只见小径拐进灌木。
接着选择了另一条ˇ 同样清楚似乎更好ˇ 引人踩踏铺满茂草ˇ 踏在其间难分彼此ˇ 尽管真有两条道。
清晨里躺着两条路ˇ 一样叶被无人踏脏ˇ 愿将第一条来日补ˇ 但知条条ˇ连远途ˇ 怀疑日后怎能回返。
在很久以后某一地ˇ 我将叹息诉说于人ˇ 两路岔开在树林里ˇ 我选的那条足迹稀ˇ 而一切差别由此起。
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Two roads
diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair, I shall be telling this with a sigh |