未选择的路 | Dale 的花园 ^

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黄色的树林里分出两条路可惜我不能同时去涉足我在那路口久久伫立我向着一条路极目望去直到它消失在丛林深处

但我却选了另外一条路它荒草凄凄，十分幽寂显得更诱人，更美丽虽然在这条小路上很少留下旅人的足迹那天清晨落叶满地两条路都未经脚印污染啊，留下一条路等改日再见

但我知道路径延绵无尽头恐怕我难以再回返也许多少年后在某个地方我将轻声叹息将往事回顾一片树林里分出两条路而我选择了人迹更少的一条从此决定了我一生的道路

— 罗伯特 · 弗罗斯特

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, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence; Two roads diverged in a wood, and I― I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.

— Robert Frost

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