Chinese to English, do not disturb the machine, English translation, do not disturb the machine tran

So much. A paragraph is worth 20 points.

chatting with friends to late night, i was not sleepy without enough sleep. breakfast seems turn to dilicious today, maybe for in field.

Escape the cold storm and return to real life;

The fire is warm, and the dawn falls;

Take off your mask and welcome salvation;

Just like before, it was reborn from the ashes.

People ask, "Where were you and why did you stop?"

The answer to the past has long been buried deep in a heart that beats for thousands of days.

If you are lost, you will be silent and wait for the answer;

If you are at a loss, get rid of all waiting for the result.

One day, we will put aside our troubles, have all the good times, cherish all the silent gains, make a wish that tomorrow will be better, and melt into a heart that beats for thousands of days.

If you are lost, you will be silent and wait for the answer;

If you are at a loss, get rid of all waiting for the result.

Love will always be there with hope and innocence.

She lay there, her jewel-like eyes, which were now just staring blankly. He was just a child, but he wanted to take care of her, and he was proud to have everything about her. His life has been filled with her shadow.

He didn't allow her to see herself as a child, and if that was the case, he wouldn't have grown up. He locked himself in the house and fell into deep thought, knowing full well that once the sun's rays shone into the house, he would no longer have the opportunity to take care of her and her life. His fragile thoughts of falling apart were already telling him to give up, and holding her hand, he was telling himself not to cry.

Goodbye to these familiar sad places, now only this beautiful hallucination confronts me, giving me a kind of comfort. It beckons to me, and the darkness and emptiness beyond the city warns me to leave it. With this comfort, these whispers came to me.

I was like a man who had nothing. The only promise took me into a world full of lies. I felt like a meadow hiding from the greedy rain.

The waves were flying, it was beckoning to me, and then, the whole wave, was coming at me.

It's a poem! It needs to be aesthetically pleasing.