长满青苔的月台The moss-covered platform
末班车没有来。铁轨之间长出很高的草,广播却一直叫着我的名字。The last train never came. Tall grass grew between the rails, while the announcement kept calling my name.
醒来之后,梦在这里相遇。Where dreams meet, after waking.
正在读取公开梦境……Loading shared dreams…
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末班车没有来。铁轨之间长出很高的草,广播却一直叫着我的名字。The last train never came. Tall grass grew between the rails, while the announcement kept calling my name.
水没有落下来,鲸鱼从灯旁慢慢游过。祖母在厨房里唱一首我没有听过的歌。The water never fell. A whale drifted past the lamp, and grandmother sang an unfamiliar song in the kitchen.
所有楼梯都通往天空,路灯沉在脚下的云里。我把一枚钥匙交给了十年后的自己。Every staircase led to the sky. Streetlights sank into clouds beneath my feet. I handed a key to myself ten years from now.