找个英语大佬帮我翻译一下这段话，翻译的高级一点，谢谢！

百度翻译可以，各种语言都有

When he hugged, the boy smelled of fresh soap, and the fine stitches on the shoulder line of his shirt under his eyes were clearly late summer and early autumn, but he felt the fragrance of flowers and grass seeds flying around him. The gears of time and space are misplaced and stuck in the blink of an eye. The body was pressed against his chest by him. The heart is wrapped in warm blood, and thoughts stretch out to infinity. They are all beautiful details that can be chewed over and over again. Tolerant, gentle, real, clear voice. It's okay.