用dreamily续写微笑，有点写不下去，后面居然越来越日常(2)
太阳已经落山了，但还不够黑，天空还没有被云层遮住。
他正坐在街道一侧一所大房子的门廊上，头靠在冰冷的墙壁上，看着黑暗。
It would seem a lot like home to him, if it weren't for this weird city that he is in.
His mind wanders off to where the music is coming from, what could be happening there? He wonders if maybe they are performing on a boat, like an entertainment thing, and the person who is giving their speech about something is really cool.
对他来说，这里就像家一样，如果不是他住的这个奇怪的城市。
他的思绪飘向了音乐的来源，那里可能发生了什么?他想知道，也许他们是在船上表演，就像一种娱乐活动，那个演讲的人真的很酷。
The streets were filled with faint smoke, and there was a small pile of ashes by the side of the road.
There seemed to be some shadows in the distance, crouching on the ground burning paper.
The boy stood on the side of the road with nothing in his hand, not knowing if he had burned the paper.
A gust of wind blew, the paper ash rose, and there seemed to be someone coming towards me.
他正坐在街道一侧一所大房子的门廊上，头靠在冰冷的墙壁上，看着黑暗。
It would seem a lot like home to him, if it weren't for this weird city that he is in.
His mind wanders off to where the music is coming from, what could be happening there? He wonders if maybe they are performing on a boat, like an entertainment thing, and the person who is giving their speech about something is really cool.
对他来说，这里就像家一样，如果不是他住的这个奇怪的城市。
他的思绪飘向了音乐的来源，那里可能发生了什么?他想知道，也许他们是在船上表演，就像一种娱乐活动，那个演讲的人真的很酷。
The streets were filled with faint smoke, and there was a small pile of ashes by the side of the road.
There seemed to be some shadows in the distance, crouching on the ground burning paper.
The boy stood on the side of the road with nothing in his hand, not knowing if he had burned the paper.
A gust of wind blew, the paper ash rose, and there seemed to be someone coming towards me.
光遇白鸟淦平菇越来越厉害
