There are two roads in the forest. You can only take one and think about the other.

Frost left a sigh in his famous poem The Road in the Woods: The road in the Woods is divided into two parts. Go to one of them and save one for next time, but there won't be a next time. The poem wrote:

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 these two paths,

There are few travelers' footprints.

Although 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.