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脑海

有限 无际

最美的那个小岛

留给了童年

很多事都忘了

只有那些最遥远的

还记着

也回去过

只是

那个池塘

那圈杨柳

被填平了  推倒了

盖了几栋硬生生的板楼... 

存在  

又不存在

站在其中

四下盼顾

在找什么？

还是闭上眼睛

回到那个小岛

喝着陈年好酒

上下舒坦

迷糊难得

虚拟比现实好

就在这边歪下去吧? 

都在玩元宇宙

开心

何必出来？

Hometown 

By Ken Fan 

There's an ocean in the head, 

Limited, yet infinite. 

The most beautiful island 

Is occupied by childhood. 

Many are forgotten, 

Only the most remote

Remains in the memory. 

Visited once. 

That pond, however, 

Has been filled, 

And the willows around it 

Have been removed. 

Replaced are arrays of buildings, 

So dull. 

Existence 

Or none. 

Standing in between, 

And looking around, 

What's in there? 

Rather shut the eyes, 

And return to that island. 

Sip some fine wine

Feeling good. 

It's alright to be confounded, and

Virtuality is better than reality. 

Let's all indulge in Metaspace, 

So intoxicated 

and so good, 

Why wake up?