我的征尘是星辰大海。。。
The dirt and dust from my pilgrimage forms oceans of stars...
-------当记忆的篇章变得零碎，当追忆的图片变得模糊，我们只能求助于数字存储的永恒的回忆
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原界管理员第六章，运维室的主机低鸣着，陆羽盯着屏幕上两个分屏日志，左边沉默的实力里新添了首完整诗作，墨迹还带着刚写完的淡青色标注。 云阶场所月华寒，万载光阴只隙宽，一念才生春已暮，再思乎觉海成田。 琼楼独坐无心事，玉露空斟对旧兰。 纵使长生非我愿，人间烟火胜金丹。 右边李盈生的日志里也躺着首为世人的诗。 瑶台久已随华残，千载流光掌心漫。 一起放，金花又落，神宁乎，独海为川。 曲亭静对无来客，旧展空池忆故园。 纵得永恒皆是幻，不如尘世一炉烟。 两人都没把诗给任何 NPC 看，只是藏在私有存储里。 陈默写完后对着屏幕发呆了半小时。 李英生则把诗稿压在了老伴的旧照片下。 陆羽看着日志里的孤寂、无人懂等情绪标签，心里有了主意。 不用等谁先递诗，直接让两人同时看见对方的心意。 他立刻修改两个实力的时光体验厅宣传册，在李英生那边的宣传册内页印上 沉默的诗，标注查克随笔，寻知音。 在沉默那边的宣传册里，印上李英生的诗，同样标着查克随笔，寻知音。 给两边 NPC 统一话术，这是亭子里客人留下的诗，说想找能看懂的人聊聊。 部署完的第二天一早，李英生弹完琴，百无聊赖地走到钢琴馆外的体验亭，NPC 递上 他本想随手扔了，却瞥见那页的诗，读到纵使长生非我愿时，突然停住，这不正是他压在照片下的诗里没说透的遗憾吗？他攥着宣传册回了琴房，反复读了三遍，抬头问系统里的生活助手 NPC ，怎么才能见到写这首诗的人？同一时刻，沉默路过观星台体验亭，接过夹着李英生诗作的宣传册。 当看到不如尘世一炉烟时，他猛地站住，手指蹭过纸面，这正是他想在诗里补的烟火气。 他立刻折回体验亭，问 NPC ，写这首诗的人还来吗？两边的 NPC 同步回话，想见的话得签时光副本体验协议，里面会说明副本里的互动不影响主场景，也会保护双方的信息安全。 签完就能进副本，说不定能遇上。 沉默没犹豫，当场在虚拟屏上签了字。 李医生也盯着协议看了两分钟，指尖划过可与知音会面的条款，也点了确认。 陆羽看着后台弹出的双实力副本申请通过提示，立刻加载世外桃源茶馆场景，石桌上摆着两套茶具，墙上的布告栏贴着两首诗的复印件，茶馆老板 NPC 的脚本设成指引去布告栏，监控屏里，沉默先进入副本，跟着老板走到布告栏，看到自己的诗旁边贴着李英生的诗，刚要伸手摸 就听见身后传来脚步声。 他回头看见李应生正站在布告栏前，盯着他的诗发愣。 两人的目光撞在一起，几乎同时开口，你就是写这首诗的人。 茶馆老板适时端来热茶，两位慢慢聊，这茶是按时光配比泡的，能陪你们聊到 尽兴。 陆羽看着屏幕里相视而笑的两人，悄悄关掉了实时监控，有些相遇，不用他再插手了。
修正脚本
原界管理员第六章，运维室的主机低鸣着，陆羽盯着屏幕上两个分屏日志，左边沉默的世界里新添了一首完整诗作，墨迹还带着刚写完的淡青色标注。 云阶长锁月华寒，万载光阴只隙宽，一念才生春已暮，再思忽觉海成田。 琼楼独坐无心事，玉露空斟对旧兰。 纵使长生非我愿，人间烟火胜金丹。 右边李英生的日志里也躺着一首未示人的诗。 瑶台久已随华残，千载流光掌心漫。 一片金花落又落，神凝独对海成川。 曲亭静对无来客，旧栈空池忆故园。 纵得永恒皆是幻，不如尘世一炉烟。 两人都没把诗给任何 NPC 看，只是藏在私有存储里。 沉默写完后对着屏幕发呆了半小时。 李英生则把诗稿压在了老伴的旧照片下。 陆羽看着日志里的孤寂、无人懂等情绪标签，心里有了主意。 不用等谁先递诗，直接让两人同时看见对方的心意。 他立刻修改两个世界的时光体验厅宣传册，在李英生那边的宣传册内页印上 沉默的诗，标注查克随笔，寻知音。 在沉默那边的宣传册里，印上李英生的诗，同样标着查克随笔，寻知音。 给两边 NPC 统一话术，这是亭子里客人留下的诗，说想找能看懂的人聊聊。 部署完的第二天一早，李英生弹完琴，百无聊赖地走到钢琴馆外的体验亭，NPC 递上宣传册，他本想随手扔了，却瞥见那页的诗，读到纵使长生非我愿时，突然停住，这不正是他压在照片下的诗里没说透的遗憾吗？他攥着宣传册回了琴房，反复读了三遍，抬头问系统里的生活助手 NPC ，怎么才能见到写这首诗的人？同一时刻，沉默路过观星台体验亭，接过夹着李英生诗作的宣传册。 当看到不如尘世一炉烟时，他猛地站住，手指蹭过纸面，这正是他想在诗里补的烟火气。 他立刻折回体验亭，问 NPC ，写这首诗的人还来吗？两边的 NPC 同步回话，想见的话得签时光副本体验协议，里面会说明副本里的互动不影响主场景，也会保护双方的信息安全。 签完就能进副本，说不定能遇上。 沉默没犹豫，当场在虚拟屏上签了字。 李英生也盯着协议看了两分钟，指尖划过可与知音会面的条款，也点了确认。 陆羽看着后台弹出的双世界副本申请通过提示，立刻加载世外桃源茶馆场景，石桌上摆着两套茶具，墙上的布告栏贴着两首诗的复印件，茶馆老板 NPC 的脚本设成指引去布告栏，监控屏里，沉默先进入副本，跟着老板走到布告栏，看到自己的诗旁边贴着李英生的诗，刚要伸手摸 就听见身后传来脚步声。 他回头看见李英生正站在布告栏前，盯着他的诗发愣。 两人的目光撞在一起，几乎同时开口，你就是写这首诗的人。 茶馆老板适时端来热茶，两位慢慢聊，这茶是按时光配比泡的，能陪你们聊到尽兴。 陆羽看着屏幕里相视而笑的两人，悄悄关掉了实时监控，有些相遇，不用他再插手了。
英文翻译
Chapter 6 of the Original Realm Administrator. The mainframe hummed softly in the operations room. Lu Yu stared at the two split-screen logs on the monitor. On the left, in the silent world, a new complete poem had been added, the ink still bearing the faint cyan annotation of a fresh write. Cloud steps lock the cold moonlight for ages, Ten thousand years are but a narrow gap. A thought arises, spring is already past; Another musing, and the sea has turned to fields. Alone in the jade tower, heart free of cares, Jade dew poured idly before old orchids. Even if eternal life were not my wish, Human smoke and fire surpass the golden pill. On the right, in Li Yingsheng's log, lay an unpublished poem. The jade terrace has long since withered with the blossoms, A thousand years of flowing light spread through my palm. One golden petal falls, and falls again, Spirit focused, alone, facing seas turned rivers. The winding pavilion stands silent, no guests come, Old platforms, empty pools, recalling gardens of home. Even if eternity is but an illusion, It cannot match one hearth of worldly smoke. Neither had shown the poem to any NPC, hiding it in private storage. After writing, Chen Mo sat staring at the screen for half an hour. Li Yingsheng, meanwhile, pressed the poem under an old photo of his wife. Lu Yu looked at the emotional tags in the logs—loneliness, unappreciated—and an idea struck him. No need to wait for one to send a poem to the other. Just let them both see each other's hearts at the same time. He immediately modified the brochures for the Time Experience Hall in both worlds. In Li Yingsheng's brochure, he printed Chen Mo's poem with the note "Chuck's essay, seeking a kindred spirit." In Chen Mo's brochure, he printed Li Yingsheng's poem, also marked "Chuck's essay, seeking a kindred spirit." He gave the NPCs a unified script: "This poem was left by a guest in the pavilion. They said they are looking for someone who can understand it to chat." The next morning after the deployment, Li Yingsheng finished playing the piano and walked listlessly to the experience pavilion outside the piano hall. An NPC handed him a brochure. He was about to toss it aside when his eyes caught the poem on the page. When he read "Even if eternal life were not my wish," he stopped. Wasn't this the unspoken regret in the poem he had hidden under the photo? He clutched the brochure and returned to the piano room, reading it three times over. Lifting his head, he asked the system's life assistant NPC, "How can I meet the person who wrote this poem?" At the same moment, Chen Mo passed by the observatory experience pavilion and accepted a brochure containing Li Yingsheng's poem. When he saw the line "It cannot match one hearth of worldly smoke," he stopped abruptly, his fingers brushing over the paper. This was exactly the touch of earthly life he had wanted to add to his own poem. He immediately turned back to the pavilion and asked the NPC, "Will the person who wrote this poem come again?" The NPCs on both sides replied simultaneously, "If you want to meet, you need to sign the Time Copy Experience Agreement. It will explain that interactions in the copy do not affect the main scene and will also protect both parties' information security. After signing, you can enter the copy—maybe you'll run into each other." Chen Mo didn't hesitate. He signed on the virtual screen on the spot. Li Yingsheng stared at the agreement for two minutes, then his fingertip traced over the clause "may meet a kindred spirit," and he clicked confirm. Lu Yu saw the prompt for dual-world copy application approval pop up in the backend. He immediately loaded the "Remote Paradise Tea House" scene. On the stone table were two tea sets. On the bulletin board hung copies of both poems. The NPC tea house owner's script was set to guide visitors to the bulletin board. On the surveillance screen, Chen Mo entered the copy first, followed the owner to the board, and saw Li Yingsheng's poem posted next to his own. Just as he reached out to touch it, he heard footsteps behind him. He turned and saw Li Yingsheng standing in front of the bulletin board, staring blankly at his poem. Their eyes met. Almost at the same moment, they both spoke: "You are the one who wrote this poem." The tea house owner timely brought over hot tea. "Take your time chatting. This tea is brewed according to the time ratio, so it will keep you company as long as you like." Lu Yu looked at the two people smiling at each other on the screen and quietly turned off the live surveillance. Some encounters no longer needed his intervention.
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