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那是一个寂静的冬夜,黑暗像无边的浓墨,重重地涂抹在天穹,只有几盏路灯泛着微光。刺骨的寒风凛冽地吹着,如同利刃般向行人袭来。大街小巷,所有人都缩着脖子,身体在厚重的衣服里瑟瑟发抖。连路边平日里挺立的苍松,此时也弯下了腰,使劲摇着头。耳边除了呼啸的风声外,寂静得令人害怕。在我眼前的,是一条深得看不到尽头的巷子,黑暗弥漫在其中。就在我向前凝望之际,四周的一切仿佛都安静了下来,寒风停止了狞笑,仿佛也屈服于这黑夜的深邃。寒冷、黑暗和沉寂交替影响着我,我猛然惊醒了似的,恐惧涌上了心头。我感觉头皮发麻,全身冒汗,时而清醒,时而模糊……
It was a silent winter night. Darkness was like a boundless thick ink, smearing heavily on the sky, with only a few streetlights gleaming. Biting cold wind blowing, like a sharp knife hit to the pedestrian. The streets, all with their necks, shivering in heavy clothes. Even the roadside edge of the pines on weekdays, this time also bent over the waist, shook his head vigorously. In addition to the whistling ears, the silence was scary. In front of me is an alley with no end in sight, darkness filled with it. As I stared forward, all around me seemed quiet, cold wind stopped laughing, as if also succumbing to the darkness of the night. Cold, dark and quiet alternately affect me, I suddenly woke up like, fear in my heart. I feel scalp tingling, whole body sweating, sometimes sober, sometimes fuzzy ...