The Road Not Taken(纯手工,木有复制粘贴！）

The Road Not Taken
by Robert 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 cound
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;
Thoung 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 back.
oh,I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
dountrd if I should ever come back.
I shall be tellling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence;
Two roads diverged in a wood ,and I--
I took the one less traverled by,
And that has made all the differennce.