“我做不到，为什么我这么孤独，我找不到人倾诉，我再也受不了了，”诸如此类的声音不断回响在脑海，我只能哭。

Things like "I can't do this, why am I alone, I don't have any one to talk to, I cannot do this anymore. " That kind of thing. I cry them outloud, too.

youdao

父亲的话是如此发人深省，以至于这些话仍然在我脑海中回响。

Father's words are so thought-provoking that they still ring in my head.

youdao

但那悲鸣声一直在巷子里，在他的脑海里回响，那声音听起来有种像是人的感觉。

But the cry was echoing round the alley, echoing inside his head, there was something about it that sounded almost human.

youdao