象征考试结束的铃声响起,我颓然地趴在了桌上。重做卷子还是有点用处的,期中考很多有类似的题,但不会的题也不少。而且期中考可不止物理,还有数学呢。 “拜拜了,许未来,希望暑假还能见到你……”我喃喃出声。 我提起书包,走出了考室。有些东西是改变不了的,比如我这永远不会开窍的文科生脑袋。 期中考会去不同的考室,所以我没有和欧彤一起回家。我走到单车棚拿自行车,慢慢地驶向了家,驶过了我和欧彤、文绮一起呆过的奶茶店,一起去的七十一,一起挥洒汗水的羽毛球场。以后我们会不会去对面那个公园游船,会不会一起去全市最高的山扎营看日出呢? 不可思议地,我又想起了赵菡青。我竟然想不起来和她做过什么了,只记得曾经和她一起上下学,出去看电影,初三一起备考。 也许人的脑容量是有限的,有了和其他人的开心的回忆,就会自动覆盖掉过去不开心的事情。明明我重生就是“想要夺走赵菡青的一切”,然而现在我却只想好好重活一次,走自己没有走过的路,抚平过去的后悔和遗憾。 我想起了一首诗,是美国诗人罗伯特·弗罗斯特所作的《未选择的路》,英语名字是The Road Not Taken。
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 黄色的树林里分出两条路, And sorry I could not travel both 可惜我不能同时去涉足, And be one traveler, long I stood 我在那路口久久伫立, And looked down one as far as I could 我向着一条路极目望去, To where it bent in the undergrowth. 直到它消失在丛林的深处。
Then took the other, as just as fair, 但我却选了另外一条路, And having perhaps the better claim, 它荒草萋萋,十分幽寂, Because it was grass and wanted wear ; 显得更诱人、更美丽, Though as for that the passing there 虽然在这两条小路上, Had worn them really about the same. 都很少留下旅人的足迹,
And both that morning equally lay 虽然那天清晨落叶满地, In leaves no step had trodden black. 两条路都未经脚印污染。 Oh, I kept the first for another day! 啊,留下一条路等改日再见! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, 但我知道路径延绵无尽头, I doubted if I should ever come back. 恐怕我难以再回返。
I shall be telling this with a sigh 也许多少年后在某个地方, Somewhere ages and ages hence: 我将轻声叹息把往事回顾, Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-- 一片树林里分出两条路, I took the one less traveled by, 而我选了人迹更少的一条, And that has made all the difference. 因此走出了这迥异的旅途。