天空中飘动的橘红与风纠缠在一起，

吹着思绪闪烁跳跃。

脑海里旋律的最后一个音符上悬挂着回忆里的少年时代。

他融化在幻想的晚霞里，

在这个极北的国度里，无尽家族的完美世界里。

夏天的末，怅然若失，若有所得。

宇宙的终结，时间线的终点，他静静地坐在那里，

思索虚无。

 

黑暗之后的第一缕曙光，

周而复始的旋转，

平静的叹息。

 

In the sky, the orange-red flutters, entwined with the wind,

Stirring thoughts that flicker and jump.

In the mind, on the last note of the melody, hangs the adolescence from the memories,

He melts into the fantastical evening glow,

In this far northern land, in the perfect world of the endless clan.

At summer’s end, with a sense of loss and yet gaining something,

At the universe’s end, at the timeline’s endpoint, he quietly sits there,

Contemplating nothingness.

 

After the darkness, the first ray of dawn,

The cyclical rotation,

A tranquil sigh.

(Generated with MidJourney using the poem as the prompt)