2022-01-05
The Perishing of Rainwater
星星点点的叶片像偶然泼在白纸上的暗红墨水，缀饰着朦胧阴云连绵的天空。轿车驶过，轮胎上沾着的雨水在地面上也碾出似墨的痕迹，过不多时又要干了。雨点奋不顾身地扑在汽车的挡风玻璃上，而后破碎，被雨刮器无情地刮落下去。路旁的墙壁上，那潇洒的水墨山水图像竟是由雨的血液浸成的吗？这种将死之物又是何等的美丽啊。
Leaves that looked like a splash of dark crimson ink on white paper dotted the hazy overcast sky. The vehicle drove by, the rain on the tires on the ground grinding out like ink traces, only to dry again after a short time. Raindrops pounced courageously on the car’s glass, shattered, and were cruelly scraped down by the wipers. Is the unrestrained wash painting on the roadside wall actually created with rain’s blood? How precious this fading image is.
2022-01-13
Ghostkiss 1
裹挟着万物的洪流在我身前无情地席卷过去，我茫然无措地在原地目睹着一切，就连流出的眼泪也被它吞噬殆尽。
The torrent of everything washed past me brutally, and I stood there befuddled, even as the tears that spilled were swallowed up by it.
2022-01-14
Ghostkiss 2
一天的末尾在行进中戴上耳机，在渐渐加大的声响中手动赋予今日叙事性，不禁想沉溺在在想象的影像媒介中。
I couldn’t help but want to engage in the medium of video and images at the end of the day, so I turned on my headphones throughout the stroll, manually delivering today’s narrative in the gradually increasing sound. In the neon glow of the night, is it my mind’s illusion that dances ceaselessly?
2022-01-16
现在愈发能感受到所谓的 “电视上播放着什么已经无所谓了，重要的是电视播放着” 了
张爱玲的小说令我回味起来内心绞痛，可能便是因为她无情的对爱情幻想的不屑嘲弄吧。
2022-01-26
把吸管插进外皮剥落的电动垃圾箱里，吸出来美少女失真的音声废料。
2022-01-27
手碰触到的前一瞬间，原色就在黑暗中锵地破散；楼群显现，霓虹四起，把他吸得一点不剩了。
L’Étranger
19:01，一位龙钟的老太太颤巍巍地扶着扶手下楼梯，我与旁人无差，从她身旁掠了过去。
每个人每天都把自己内心埋藏的朦胧美好的梦的碎片无意识地丢进那无限的深蓝的海。总有一天，每个人都会因海平面上升而死。
2022-01-29
Sapphire Night
我从车内看向这个被黛蓝色氤氲披盖的城市，仿佛这是一座尼尔里的沉没废墟。身旁流光掠过，但远处的群楼又是那么黯淡，那么孤独，我甚至看不到飘向那里的雨滴了。经过那尚未完工的大厦，固定着的吊车，伫立着的钢筋；它内胆阴暗昏沉，真的好像处在末世。看着它渐渐远去，被窗上的雨水泛糊了的尾灯与路灯又把这片夜色点得红黄满天了。
I peered out the window at the city, which was shrouded in dark blue just like the flooded city in NieR:Automata. The light flew by, but the buildings in the distance were so dreary and lonely that I couldn’t see the raindrops. I passed through the incomplete structure, the fixed crane, and the standing steel; its interior blackness and gloom appear to be in its eschaton. As I watched it fade away, the rear lights and street lamps, which had become hazy due to the rain on the glass, lighted up the night with red and yellow.
2022-01-30
Squeezed Towel
浪费了一天的我就像一条被拧干的毛巾，被孤独地晾在富有现代气息的厕所之中，在铁架子上挣扎——明明向下一小步就能安然地落到台面上的。可能是我高估了我自己这条廉价毛巾的质量了，可能是软弱，可能是心存侥幸。我不知道，我等待着，等待着下一次浸泡在水中，又是一次重生。
I squandered the day like a squeezed towel, alone in the periphery of a modern toilet, struggling on a wire rack. Maybe I overestimated the quality of me=the inexpensive towel. I’m not sure. I just waited for the next dip in the water and another rebirth.
2022-01-31
感觉我的想象力已经被这种耽于娱乐与现实的生活模式所蚕食了……感觉有点被抑制在现实的视角下观察事物，感受这个世界在我眼前的盈虚和卒莫消长而不是在我幻想中；同时娱乐又像一个梦魇一样缠身不退。可能从八年级我再也没心思去害怕鬼开始，这种现世的压力与焦虑就把我的天马行空挤出我的大脑之外了。不过也可能是我的幻想被置在了这个灯火零落的世界吧，这么一说那也挺释然的。