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.
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十年来，这一直是我最喜欢的诗之一。
每一个分岔就是一次选择。这一个个小小的分岔织成一张网，就是无穷尽的宇宙森林。而一个人踏过的轨迹，就是他的人生。当我们走出一段距离再回首来路时，或许会感到些许遗憾。因为这些路径，一旦选择，就再不能回到起点，经历其它可能。可是，既然无论你如何选择，都意味着放弃，那又何必感到后悔呢？
我们回不到失去的过去，也望不见太远的未来，只有这一小段路径，一个简单的分岔，在我们脚下。这，是我们唯一需要关注的东西。一旦选定，就别再回头留恋，因为下一个分岔还在前面等着你。。。
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