作者:
ChenDao (陳到字叔至)
2018-04-15 15:33:46我來騙p幣了
這次要藍色窗簾一下
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.
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.
這首詩集是一個很有名的詩人
Robert Frost 所寫的詩
我很喜歡這首詩
大概是最喜歡的詩
先寫個翻譯