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Author: ParaCrawl Corpus
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English[en]
Each of the ships you place on the chessboard of the sea's surface moves along fixed paths, its appearing and disappearing, like the waxing and waning of dew, transmitting the roundness of silence to our rolling hills. The echo's uncharted and folding journey expands to the books with waves folded into them. The marks on your face have been kissed by sound.
Chinese[zh]
你在棋盘般的海面安放的每一枚船舶,循着既定的轨迹,出现与消失,如这露之盈亏,只是把滚圆的无声传递给我们起伏的峰谷了。 回声折叠的未知旅程,扩散到波浪折叠的书卷里。 脸上的印痕,被声音吻过 。 "