TeacherGwen 我们一起神翻译|4.13

Sitting in the dark next to Hassan, I had always wondered if it was true what I’d read, that sea air smelled like salt. I used to tell Hassan that someday we’d walk on a strip of seaweed-strewn beach, sink our feet in the sand, and watch the water recede from our toes. The first time I saw the Pacific, I almost cried. It was as vast and blue as the oceans on the movie screens of my childhood.

在黑暗里坐在Hassan旁边，我不住地思考我所读的是不是真的，那片海的空气闻起来像盐一样。我过去常常告诉Hassan，有一天我们会漫步在布满海藻的沙滩上，把脚陷入沙子里，然后看海水从我们的脚趾边退去。我第一次看见太平洋的时候，我几乎哭了出来。它浩瀚蔚蓝，一如我童年时电影屏幕上的海洋。