我躺在高的卧铺上,用白色的羽绒服盖住自己的身体。夜行的火车轨道上发出钝重的声音,似乎无休止地前进。所以每一次骤然停止的时候,都会睁开眼眼,伸手抹去窗户上的水,一个个陌生的站台,简陋,灯火通明。当那个庞大的机器重新轰鸣,我知道它要载我到更远的地方。没有更多的声音。 I lay on a high sleeper and covered my body with a white down jacket. A blunt sound on the night train tracks seemed to move endlessly. So every time when suddenly stopped, he would open his eyes and reach out and wipe out the water on the windows. They were all unfamiliar platforms, simple and bright. When that huge machine roared again, I knew it was going to carry me further afield. No more sound.