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发帖数: 17 | 1 我爱那匹小马...
据说诗人匆匆在一条suicidal 的way上,
然而又时时提醒自己不要轻易放弃...
Here is one of my favorite poems:
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
--Robert Frost
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 his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
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