And sorry I had betrayed the road that I wish to take when I was small,
I can't see the far end of each road,
Whether is bright future, or dull.
I will not know until one day I reach the end.
Then I look toward the road that I wish to take,
It is surround by flowers and airs,
It is beautiful, but you never know...
How many effort had taken to make it so,
I can sense and smell the sweats and tears hidden underneath of each of the plant.
And both is with the same nature, as both can be categories as road,
Just one is fairly recognise,
And the other is a road that which is too normal and can't attract other attention,
It is not a famous street with a great scene ever in the world,
I doubted if I will regret.
But I wish to try,
As I don't wish to follow other footsteps,
And end up in the same exist,
I will take the road that is less traveled by,
And wish to make by life shining in a different way.

(p/s: I will not become a professionalism, and will end up become a nanny, an ambition which is not in by list when I was small.)
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