Two roads diverged in the yellow forest,
I'm sorry I can't go both.
As a traveler, I stood for a long time.
Look down as much as I can.
It bends in the bushes.
And took the other one, and to be fair,
Maybe there's a better way to put it,
Because it is covered with grass and needs to be worn;
Although, for the passage there
I'm almost dressed.
That morning, both of them were lying down.
There are no black footprints in the leaves.
Oh, I saved the first one for the next day!
But knowing how the road leads to the road,
I doubt whether I will come back.
I will tell it with a sigh.
Somewhere after year:
Two roads diverged in the Woods, and I-
I chose the less traveled one,
This makes everything different.
Unselected road
There are two roads in the yellow forest.
It's a pity that I can't be involved at the same time
I stood at that intersection for a long time.
I looked at a road that I could see.
But I chose another path.
It is lush and very lonely.
Appear more attractive and beautiful.
Although on these two paths
Few travelers leave footprints.
Although the leaves fell to the ground that morning
Neither road is polluted by footprints.
Oh, leave a way to see you another day.
But I know this road has no end.
I'm afraid I can't go back.
Maybe somewhere after many years.
I will sigh gently and look back.
Two roads diverged in the forest.
I chose a lonely road.
From then on, it decided my life path.