《The road not taken》
                       ---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 ,
Becouse 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 day ,
I doubted if I should ever come back .

I should be talling this with a sigh ,
Somewhere ages and ages hence :
Two roads diverged in a wood ,and I — 
I took the one less travelled by , 
And that has made all the difference.

——这首诗，据说在《dead poetry society》里头有提到

然而当时的我全然不懂