上锁的房间我坐在空荡荡的房间里,一个人。月光透过天窗俯瞰着我,还有我体内空旷的山谷和静止的河流。时间也结了冰,缓慢的呼吸是我存在的唯一证据。一切都凝固了。门外,有人按了五分钟门铃,然后传来一阵阵急促的敲门声,夹杂着一个似曾相识的名字,像一只手伸进我空白的记忆。他是谁,他在喊谁的名字?(或许我认识他,却想不起他的名字。)我是谁,我现在又在哪里?(或许他会知道,这究竟是谁搞的鬼。) Locked room I sat in an empty room, alone. Moonlight overlooked me through the skylight, as well as the open valley and the still river in my body. Time also ended in ice, slow breathing is the only evidence of my existence. Everything is solidified Outside the door, someone pressed the door bell for five minutes and then came a quick knock on the door, mixed with a familiar name, like a hand reaching into my blank memory. Who is he, whose name is he calling? (Perhaps I know him, but I can not recall his name.) Who am I, where are I now? (Perhaps he will know who this is. )