The Road Not Taken
羅伯特·弗羅斯特（美）
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.
翻落木蕭蕭，黃葉飄零，秋染的樹林，前路迢迢。一路辛勞，誰知道卻走到了這里；誰又知道，腳下的路此時要分成兩條。沒有先人的忠告，也沒有提示的路標，在這荒林里，一個孤獨的旅者，怎么能分拆雙腳，同時走兩條道？也許這個選擇需要太多的思考，也許這個抉擇決定今后的軌道。我在岔路口佇立良久，何去何從，究竟怎樣思忖才好？這條路是否光明平坦？那條路是否曲折陡峭？于是循著一條路我深深地探望，盡頭會在何方？誰知，一轉彎，它便藏進茂密的雜草，再也尋它不著。
既然如此，放棄一條吉兇未卜的路，該算不得糊涂。誰能預料它引領的方向，誰能確保它一路通暢？何況，你看那另一條，生長著茂盛的青草，似乎在殷殷企盼著行者的來到。光陰匆匆，時不待我，怎能路上猶豫不決，徘徊踟躕？那會耽擱我的行程。轉念我又想起，以前，這兩條路一定都曾被眾人走過多次，要說留下的足跡究竟哪條路上多，哪條少，怎么可以計數？相差能有幾多？也許當時，兩條路同樣的熱鬧，哪里有什么青睞與否，是非厚薄？
那日的清晨，葉落紛紛，兩條路躲在落葉下，隱隱約約，一派草冷秋深。同樣的景致，同樣的路；同樣的伸展，同樣的奔赴。少人走的路上，滿地的秋葉絲毫沒有“化作塵泥碾作土”的跡象，倒是有幾分落寞，幾分惆悵。啊，這樣吧，把那第一條路留給將來再做打算！盡管我清楚，人生阡陌里，一旦踏上一條路，它就將攜著我走遍海角天涯，我也將與它同船共度。難說何時我還能回到此地，重新來過。現在的抉擇豈不是踏出一步，便萬劫不復嗎？
也許若干年以后，在世界的某個角落，我把自己的故事講給人聽；也許，那時我不甚清楚的唇齒間，會帶著感懷的聲聲輕嘆。想當年，一條路在林中岔開，我這個行者，面臨選擇；我曾迷茫，也曾思索，但冥冥中卻選擇了人跡稀少的那條。要知道，那是一條不歸的路啊，一旦踏上，就不可能回頭。后來的溝溝坎坎，曲曲折折；后來的餐風飲露，雨雪風霜，光明黑暗，歡喜悲傷；所有的一切，便在那一刻印在我的生命旅途上。
