雨季

一个男人，
没有车的男人，
出门在外会怕下雨天。


淋湿他不要紧，
不能淋湿她。


她头发衣服沾到少少水都不可以，
要不然你会发现，
他的心会和他的身体一样，


寒到发抖。


一个什么都还没有的男人，
不对，他还有一个一直以为他很有钱的妈妈。
什么都给不到，为什么还要把人家骗走?

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 marked 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. 

-The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

如果那时去了金宝呢？
如果中学真的有用功读书呢？
如果小学毕业就辍学呢？
如果...

结局会不会差很远?