让我想起了我初中时喜欢的一首诗。
《一条未走的路》:
金色的林子里有两条岔开的路,
很遗憾,我,一个过路人,
没法同时踏上两条征途,
伫立了好久,我向一条路尽力望去,
直到它打弯,视线被灌木丛挡阻。
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于是我选择了另一条道,这一条也不差,
也许我能说出更好的理由……
隔了多少岁月,流逝了多少时光,
我将叹一口气,提起这当年的旧事:
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林子里有两条路,朝着两个方向,
而我——走上一条更少人迹的路,
于是带来完全不同的一番景象。
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那天早晨,有两条路,相差无几
都埋在还没有踏上脚印的落叶下
啊,我把那第一条路保留给另一天!
可是我知道,一条路接上另一条
将来能否重回旧地,这就难言……
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2年前,儿子也初中了,他贴在墙上一张纸。我一看,正是这首诗。
The Road Not Taken
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 marked 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. |