Poetry in urgent need of 2-3 minutes.

The road that frost has not taken.

There are two roads in the yellow forest.

Unfortunately, I can't participate at the same time.

I stood at that intersection for a long time,

I looked at a road that I could see,

Until it disappeared into the jungle.

But I chose another path,

It's lush and lonely,

Appear more attractive and beautiful;

Although on this road,

There are few travelers' footprints.

The leaves fell to the ground that morning,

Neither road is polluted by footprints.

Ah, leave a way, see you another day!

But I know this road has no end,

I'm afraid I can't go back.

Maybe in a few years, somewhere,

I will sigh softly and look back:

There are two roads in the forest-

I chose a lonely one,

From then on, it decided my life path.

If life deceives you, Pushkin

If life cheats you.

Don't be sad.

Don't be impatient.

You need to keep calm on a blue day.

Believe it.

Happy days will come.

My heart always looks forward to the future.

I am often depressed now.

Everything is instantaneous.

Everything will pass.

That's already in the past

Will become a beautiful memory.