The Road Not Taken

金黄色的树林里分出两条路 
可惜我不能同时去涉足 

而我却选择了人迹罕至的那一条 
这从此决定了一生的道路

The Road Not Taken 

　　Robert Frost 

　　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