a philosophical poem

秋水

<FONT color=#2222dd size=5>The         Road Not Taken</FONT>


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 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 shoud ever come back.



I shall be telling this with a sigh


Some where 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.

小球

这是罗伯特.弗罗斯特的一首诗


抄


未选之路林中两路分,可惜难兼行


游子久伫立,极目望一径


蜿蜒复曲折,隐于丛林中


我选另一途,合理亦公正


草密人迹罕,正待人通行


足迹踏过处,两路皆相同


两路林中伸,落叶无人踪


我选一路走,深知路无穷


我疑从今后,能否转回程


数十年之后,谈起常叹息


林中两路分,一路人迹稀


我独进此路,境遇乃相异

黑衣天使

it         is         a good         poem!         i         like         it.

8000

good!one flower!