Fish love water. Fish in water are always as happy as rain. I saw them laughing and couldn't breathe. The bubble full of laughter floats up unsteadily, and then the sound of "Chi" turns into countless pieces like silver bells. Next, their world.
鱼儿喜欢雨,它是它的影子,苍白的水里总归是它的家。雨每次都来到它的身边,从白云的眼里滴落到它身旁,每次都是。雨在空中飞着,急切地想飞到鱼的身边。
Fish like rain, it is its shadow, pale water is its home. Rain comes to its side every time, drips to its side from the white cloud's eye, every time. The rain is flying in the air, eager to fly to the fish.
雨总是有着历经沧桑的温柔,雨总是像色彩斑斓的一滩水。所以湿腻腻的温柔和着微熏的酒红,显出落落的寂寞。上帝仍保持着一贯沉默。
Rain always has experienced the vicissitudes of gentle, rain is always like a colorful beach of water. So wet and greasy gentle and slightly smoked wine red, showing the fall of loneliness. God remained silent.
那沉没的绯红,淹没了整个水面,那荡漾的激情,仿佛还沉浸在透明的夜里。古老的《圣经》上,有它凝固的褶皱,每一页都有相同的脸,梦中的鱼儿在低语:没有秘密,没有真相。
The sinking crimson, submerged the whole water, the rippling passion, as if still immersed in a transparent night. In the ancient Bible, there are its frozen folds, each page has the same face, and the fish in the dream whisper: no secret, no truth.
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