试一下dreamily续写，第二人称视角，短篇记叙文(9)
She just looked like the same person she usually did, except now her eyes were vacant. Lifeless, almost.
Her skin was pale, but her face held the same glow it always did.
“我……”他看着妻子的脸，用力咽了口唾沫。她的目光从未离开过面前的墙壁。
她看起来和往常一样，只是现在她的眼睛是茫然的。无生命的,几乎。
她的皮肤很苍白，但她的脸仍然像往常一样红润。
A few years later, he was discharged from the hospital. He wants a tree to accompany him.
He walks home with his arms wrapped around himself in the crisp fall weather. The leaves fall from his shoulders like raindrops as he walks back up to his little apartment.
几年后，他出院了。他想要一棵树陪伴他。
在秋高气爽的天气里，他抱着双臂走回家。当他走回他的小公寓时，树叶像雨点一样从他的肩膀上落下。
It’s an older, rickety old thing that has been abandoned for years due to not having enough space for two people, but it' is home nonetheless.
He unlocks the front door and slips off his shoes. As he stands on his toes, reaching up to place them on hooks by the door, he catches sight of a small wooden box sitting innocently in the kitchen. It's dark grey with some kind of black trim on either side.
Her skin was pale, but her face held the same glow it always did.
“我……”他看着妻子的脸，用力咽了口唾沫。她的目光从未离开过面前的墙壁。
她看起来和往常一样，只是现在她的眼睛是茫然的。无生命的,几乎。
她的皮肤很苍白，但她的脸仍然像往常一样红润。
A few years later, he was discharged from the hospital. He wants a tree to accompany him.
He walks home with his arms wrapped around himself in the crisp fall weather. The leaves fall from his shoulders like raindrops as he walks back up to his little apartment.
几年后，他出院了。他想要一棵树陪伴他。
在秋高气爽的天气里，他抱着双臂走回家。当他走回他的小公寓时，树叶像雨点一样从他的肩膀上落下。
It’s an older, rickety old thing that has been abandoned for years due to not having enough space for two people, but it' is home nonetheless.
He unlocks the front door and slips off his shoes. As he stands on his toes, reaching up to place them on hooks by the door, he catches sight of a small wooden box sitting innocently in the kitchen. It's dark grey with some kind of black trim on either side.
细写开小车车的甜文短篇
