Last night, I dreamed that I was flying in a light-speed spaceship
Fly to the edge of the universe
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Over the ponds, over the valleys, over the mountains
Over the clouds, over the sea, over the forests
Fly beyond the solar system, fly to the Milky Way
Fly to the center of the universe filled with stars
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From the bottom of the darkest cosmic abyss
I clearly found strange worlds
I suffer greatly from my magical imagination
It was as if I was dragging a snake that bit my feet
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Planets are disappearing and falling into bottomless black holes
One planet after another was reborn, growing dense nebulae
Where there is Chang'e Wu Gang, where there is the Weaver Girl Cowherd
It is clearly the stars playing the movement of the cycle of life and death
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Countless planets are performing the miracle of life
On some planets, flame-like life is burning
On some planets, the dead cold freezes everything
The universe does not stop for a moment in the labor of giving birth to all things
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At the edge of the universe
The black hole opens its jaws and swallows up the planet it falls into
It devours light and hope
The planet swallowed by a black hole is silent
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The edge of the universe is uncharted territory
I saw brave explorers, traversing the interstellar dust
They are driven by curiosity
I want to join hands with them and chase the spring dream together
