是夜,记忆犹如潮水般朝我涌来。我在黑夜中闭上了双眼,温暖的记忆是迷离的花香,在黑夜里也发散。这刻的我也醉在这花香中了。曾几何时,城市中鳞次栉比的高楼大厦如困兽般把我掩埋,连同那些回忆,在城市的侵蚀下也残缺不堪了。在濒临迷失的轮廓中,我抓住最后那记忆的罅隙向里窥望。这是哪?这明明是我魂牵梦萦的地方啊!枯黄的灯光下似乱麻般缠绕的电线染上了岁月的味道。我向前 It was night, and my memory was like a tide of water coming toward me. I closed my eyes in the darkness, the warm memories were blurred flowers, and they were also scattered in the dark. I was drunk in the flowers at this moment. Once upon a time, the high-rises of buildings in the city bury me as beastly beasts, together with those memories, immensely eroded by the city. In the near-lost silhouette, I grasped the gap in my last memory. This is where? This is clearly where I am dreaming ah! Under the yellow light like a mess of wire wrapped infected with the taste of years. I am moving forward