经典美文：两条路

以下是小编整理的情感类英语美文欣赏： 两条路，希望对你有所感触。

The Two Roads 两条路

It was New Year's Night. An aged man was standingat a window. He raised his mournful eyes towardsthe deep blue sky, where the stars were floating likewhite lilies on the surface of a clear calm lake. Thenhe cast them on the earth, where few more hopelesspeople than himself now moved towards theircertain goal——the tomb. He had already passedsixty of the stages leading to it, and he had broughtfrom his journey nothing but errors and remorse.Now his health was poor, his mind vacant, his heartsorrowful, and his old age short of comforts.

The days of his youth appeared like dreams before him, and he recalled the serious momentwhen his father placed him at the entrance of the two roads——one leading to a peaceful,sunny place, covered with flowers, fruits and resounding with soft, sweet songs; the otherleading to a deep, dark cave, which was endless, where poison flowed instead of water andwhere devils and poisonous snakes hissed and crawled.

He looked towards the sky and cried painfully, "Oh youth, return! Oh my father, place me oncemore at the entrance to life, and I'll choose the better way!" But both his father and the days ofhis youth had passed away.

He was the lights flowing away in the darkness. These were the days of his wasted life; he sawa star fall from the sky and disappeared, and this was the symbol of himself. His remorse,which was like a sharp arrow, struck deeply into his heart. Then he remembered his friends inhis childhood, who entered on life together with him. But they had made their way to successand were now honoured and happy on this New Year's night.

The clock in the high church tower struck and the sound made him remember his parents' earlylove for him. They had taught him and prayed to God for his good. But he chose the wrongway. With shame and grief he dared no longer look towards that heaven where his father live.His darkened eyes were full of tears, and with a despairing effort, he burst out a cry: "Comeback, my early days! Come back!"

And his youth did return, for all this was only a dream which he had on New Year's Night. Hewas still young though his faults were real; he had not yet entered the deep, dark cave, and hewas still free to walk on the road which leads to the peaceful and sunny land.

Those who still linger on the entrance of life, hesitating to choose the bright road, rememberthat when years are passed and your feet stumble on the dark mountains, you will cry bitterly,but in vain: "O youth, return! Oh give me back my early days!"