English translation (AI-generated)

Keeping watch through the night under a red lamp. My gaze crosses a distance of twelve million light-years to meet, in silence, the galaxies M81 and M82.

The universe is very quiet, but not the least bit lonely. Its vastness spans time itself, yet the desire to explore brings even the most distant shore within reach.

Gazing into the starry sky, meteor after meteor flashed by —

Those who look up at the stars, in the end, all make a wish. Not out of regret for what they never received, but out of a longing too great for the body to hold — a longing they send off to that faraway place, light-years beyond.

16 February 2026, in Death Valley

红灯下守夜。目光穿过了1200万光年的距离，与M81和M82星系静静对视。

宇宙很安静，但一点也不冷清。宇宙的辽阔穿越了时间，但探索的欲望，让再遥远的彼岸也触手可及。

凝望星空，闪现了一颗又一颗的流星——

仰望星空的人，最后都会许愿。不是因为没有得到的遗憾，而是想把肉身里装不下的向往，寄给那光年之外的远方。

2026年2月16日于死亡谷