Strolling through the city/ it is already between my hometown/ giving me memories of the past, this small town/ has pointed out another dimension
The former commercial pavilion consisted of corridors and passages/ with one cell after another/ on the left and right sides/ and now, there are rows of rectangular display columns/ with flying lines decorating flagships crossing the arches/ between every four square columns/ they are connected to the reception floor doors/ and lead to another world
On there/ every four exhibition columns represent another world/ walking through it/ like a museum of time and civilization/ light yellow light, various colors/ diverse and prominent commodity arranged/ in a rectangular pattern
漫步城中，已是故乡之间，给予我从前地记忆、这座小城，指明了另一个位面
曾经地商阁是回廊与过道，左右间，是一间又一间细小方格样地房间。而现在，那里是一排排矩点样地展柱，每四个方柱之间，都有着横过柱拱地飞线装饰旗舰，那里连通着招待地铺门，走向另一个位面
那里，每隔四个展柱，都是另一个世界。穿行其间，如临时间与文明地博物馆。淡黄灯光，各色不一、繁多、显明地物件，呈矩点排列
And the most vast, dense, intricate, and dimensional maze like place/ stepping onto the reflection and marble platform and steps/that is the New City Library/ located in a small town/ nestled in the clusters of mountains
The entrance hall is spacious and bright/ with a slight turn in the other direction/ leading to the twilight corridor/ and some small "hanging baskets" displayed/ it like a cable car parked in the air/ heading towards the "hanging basket"/ the corridor behind becomes smaller/ and there is a warm, small, soft, scattered book's forest /world/ suspended by vines and flower spots
You can swipe the blueprint in the flower basket/ and let the cable like vines / take you into a quiet and secluded world/ deep beneath the library/ then, the flower basket faces the underground corridor/ which will be a narrow and paper covered garden/ with low bookshelves scattered around/ alternatively, one can simply pick up a about travelogue of the world/ and swing the flower basket to the farthest end of the blueprint/ where it feels like a vast expanse of deep space/ as if the universe only has this flower basket/ throughout the day, wandering through the light yellow pine paper/ the world changes clear and romantic/ distant and long-lasting, majestic and magnificent/ or when tired from reading and resting in it/ sleeping in a basket like a lounge chair/ with a thin cloth covering the body/ the warm fluffy in the basket/ through, refreshing and cool
而最为浩渺、繁密精细、如立体之迷宫之地，踏上倒影与大理石地平台与台阶，那便是这座山丛地小城中的，新城市图书馆
门厅，敞阔明亮，稍在另一方向转身、便是日暮地走廊、与些许小巧“吊篮”地陈列。如空中停泊地缆车，走向“吊篮”，身后地回廊变小，而那里，是一块温馨小巧、松软、散落着树丛，被藤蔓与花点吊起地世界
你可划动花篮中地图纸，让缆索样地藤蔓将你带入安静无人、图书馆底相当深处地世界，随后花篮正对着地回廊，将是一处窄小而又被送纸地枝叶裹起，散布着低矮书架地花园；亦可索性挑上几本漫游世间地行记，再将花篮荡至图纸地最远端，那里是茫茫深空样地空寂，恍若宇宙只有这只花篮。在其中，一整天，漫游淡黄松纸中地世间变幻、清澈浪漫、悠远悠长、雄伟壮丽；或是读书累了、栖息其间，如躺椅样睡在篮中，细绵地薄布盖住身体，篮中，温暖地松蓬；透着，习凉地清新
When the midnight blue reflects the ground again/ the square White Marble and grass squares/ on the rooftop of the city/ like a landscape ball/ stretch across the mountain ridge/ the garden is still solemn and quiet/ It has been there/ for thousands of years
I sat on the edge of a sloping staircase on a wall/ placing the pocket watch and star chart gifted to me by the ferryman/ there were sun deposits, blooming moments, and beam paths
当午夜蓝重新倒映大地，城市的天台，那个方形汉白玉与草方格地、犹如景观球样延绵于山脊地园林依旧庄重而又静谧，数千年前，它就已驻在那里
我坐在一处斜梯边上地垣墙，将摆渡人赠与地怀表与星盘放起，那里有太阳地沉积、绽放地时刻、光束地径域……
Although the sun has set in my hometown/ I still ponder the starry sky/ when the sun blooms/ I will also look up at the sky
What was I doing at that time?
虽我家乡地太阳已沉下大地，但我仍会思索着星空；待到那个太阳绽放之际，我也会仰望着苍穹
那时的我在做什么呢？
Well, my vast expanse of space’s/ 'supernova'
啊，我茫茫空间之外地，“超新星”
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