青春作赌注，
光阴换理想。
任重而道远。
迷茫，困惑，贫乏，疲惫，
这一圈到底有多远呢？
请你指引。
P.S 满心愁苦。
巴黎，谁不为你着迷？
容我在愁苦之时，从你得到安慰。
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- Paris seduced me, Paris betrayed me, Paris broke all my hopes and illusions. I live alone undert the roofs in my maid'sroom, I don't know my neighbours,I talk to no one, but I feel always proud, so proud of my solitude as I live my life so bare and tough. The life of the overwhelming big city where you have to go agaisht all odds to face each morning with the savage certainty of destiny. And now the evil and disturbing night falls without bringing its share of calm and peace the hub of the city diminishes buy barely for the heart of Paris never ceases to beat... to beat.
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The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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