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多年以后,我将会想起与风雪相遇的那个日暮。仿佛天地闭合,混沌不开,宇宙重归洪荒,生命不再。风是掠过荒原的马嘶,天是愈染愈浓的墨色。置身于此,无边无际中,人渺小如沧海一粟,绝望之感悄然蔓延。“我总是在最深的绝望中看见最美的风景”。隐约中,几缕阳光从山间的石缝中漏下,化作一曲清扬的笛声。光与影不再迷离涣散,而是交织相依。生命即将绽放,何人将初见日月,把美丽炫舞在人生光影之间?是的,我愿相信,
Years later, I will think of the daylight encounter with the snow. As if heaven and earth are closed, chaos is not open, the universe is back to prehistory and life is no longer. The wind is passing over the wilderness of the cries, the sky is the more darker the more ink. Exposure to this, boundless, as small as a drop in the sea, the sense of despair quietly spread. “I always see the most beautiful scenery in the deepest despair ”. Vaguely, a few rays of sunshine from the cracks in the mountains in the leak, turned into a Qingyang flute. Light and shadow are no longer blurred, but intertwined. Life is about to bloom, who will first see the sun and the moon, the beauty of Hyun dance in the light of life? Yes, I would like to believe,