At nightfall, the Castle of Fantasy starts to gleam. Slowly, it flickers with the twinkling of a canopy of stars, appearing all the more profoundly mysterious. A beam of ivory-white light steels up fleetingly from the top of the castle. Like smoke, it spreads and merges into itself. Entranced, I see fish playing in the water, birds flitting past cloud tips, beasts of all descriptions racing down the prairie, and insects chirping in the field. The light turns heavy, like children growing up quickly.

夜幕降下來，"幻想城"微微地開始泛光了。緩緩地，忽明忽暗，和著漫天星斗，越發(fā)地深邃、神秘了。一縷象牙白如煙的光悄悄從城頂升了上來，擴散著，交織著。仿佛看到魚兒在浪中嘻戲；鳥兒在云端飛翔；百獸在原野奔跑；小蟲在田間鳴叫。光慢慢膨脹著，像正在長大的孩童。

Suddenly the stillness of the lake water mirrors a cloud dropping out of the picture, like a deep cut into the background of noise and disarray. Flowers are blossoming quietly, smiling charmingly on the light and shade.

忽然，卷云盛著一面平靜的湖水從畫面中擠了出來，喧鬧嘈雜被撕開了一道深深的口子。各式各樣的花這時候靜靜地綻放開來，在光影的襯托下越顯得嫵媚了。