English Prompt:
The copper hands chase the path of light, retracing the same arc from a century ago. Sunlight streams through dust-laden glass, flowing across the scratched dial, much like the warmth of your coat brushing past my hair when you turned away that year. Through countless sunrises and sunsets, the gears gnaw at the fragments of time, grinding joy and sorrow into fine sand that trickles down the cobblestones once trodden by old leather shoes.
中文Prompt:
铜制指针追着光的轨迹,复刻着百年前同样的弧度。阳光穿过积灰的玻璃,在布满划痕的表盘上流淌,像极了那年你转身时,风衣扫过我发梢的温度。千万个日升月落里,。齿轮咬合着时光的碎屑,把悲欢碾成细沙,漏进旧皮鞋踏过的青石板。
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