十一月,是深秋了。夏日的热浪退去,个个天高云淡。这个季节可不是休闲的时节,而是无比地精神。此时,我们有一个好方法,那就是寻找灵感。为何不做一些翻阅英文文献的功课呢?今天这里给大家推荐一首好诗——Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening。
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.