作者honeylandis (一生一爱一瓢饮)
看板EngTalk
标题[Mind] Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
时间Wed Sep 7 11:19:31 2011
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Robert Frost (1923)
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives him his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
:)
There are still many things for me to do before I die.
Life will keep going on and I do appreciate the moment of silence.
I am still here, smiling.
I can say goodbye to the past and say hi to the future.
Time will heal and time will tell. However,
sadly to say, I am still who I am or I can't pretend what I am not.
Why do I feel so sad this moment?
Isn't it good to be myself?
Only by writing down these cold and flat words can I feel calm?
Or maybe words are never cold and flat.
Words are at times the cure for the wounded but can be the weapons to
destroy others or even myself. I don't have to be strong,
which is unnecessary and useless.
All I need is to be myself. That's all.
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