Lesson 20 Two foreign poems

Lesson 20 Two foreign poems

If life deceives you

If life deceives you,

Don't be sad, don't be in a hurry!

Calm down on melancholic days:

Believe it, happy days will come.

The heart always yearns for the future;

Now it is often melancholy:

Everything is instantaneous, everything will pass;

And what has passed, it will become a cordial nostalgia.

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Two roads are divided into the yellow woods,

It's a pity that I can't get involved at the same time.

I stood at that intersection for a long time,

I looked towards a road,

Until it disappeared deep in the jungle.

But I chose a different path.

It's barren and lonely,

It looks more alluring and beautiful;

Although on this path,

Few travelers' footprints are left,

That morning the leaves were all over the ground,

Both roads are uncontaminated by footprints.

Ah, leave a path and see you another day!

But I know the path stretches endlessly,

I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to return.

Maybe in some place in many years,

I will look back with a soft sigh:

Two roads are divided in a woods -

And I chose the less human one.

Since then, I have determined the path of my life.