The attic is old and dim, just like a dream forgotten during a summer nap.A pair of hands pulled out the old green suitcase in the corner of the attic and carefully opened it. In the box lay a stack of drawing paper, which was yellowing slightly.The top picture paper paints a charming landscape. Under the purple moon, it is a quiet ancient city wrapped in flowers and rain.
阁楼陈旧,光线暗淡,一如夏日小憩时被遗忘的梦境。一双手拉出了阁楼角落里的军绿色的旧皮箱,小心翼翼地打开,箱子里静躺着一沓画纸,纸张已微微发黄。最上面的那张画纸画着迷人的风景,紫色的月亮下,是被花雨包裹住的静谧古城。