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夜色在虚拟的情境里弥漫,浸满氤氲的气息。星光划过,悸动着深远和不可育喻的苍茫。山是夜的翅膀,低垂成空灵朦胧和隐约可见;迷途的鸟雀尖利地呜叫着,山色成激荡不巳的回响。月光恣意地飘荡,没有痕迹地飞扬。人是夜难眠的宠儿,跋涉在寸步维艰的旷野,仍然没有回声,仍然悄无声息;这自然的情怀,诉说生的豪迈和死的悲壮。彻夜的钟声,撞响山的雄壮、夜的苍凉、人的豪放。所有的故事,抒发着同一种曲调,只说逍
Night in the virtual situation filled with diffuse sobs breath. Starlight across, throbbing with far-reaching and not forgiveness vast. Hill is the night’s wings, lowered into a vague and vaguely visible vaguely; lost birds scream sharply, the mountain into an unpleasant response. Floating moonlight wantonly, there is no trace to fly. People are the darling of the night sleepy, trek in the increasingly difficult wilderness, still no echo, still quiet; this natural feelings, tell the heroic heroic and dead tragedy. The bell of the night, hit the magnificent mountain, the desolation of the night, the boldness of man. All the stories, express the same tune, just say Xiao