今晚,黄昏的风,仿佛刀剑铿锵,猛烈地吹打茂盛的树林,擂响天宇的鼓点,催动地平线上的浮云。一抹晚霞,仿佛纸鸢横飘高空,朵朵行云如飞,仿佛埃多拉迪国时隐时现的城门的光辉。潋滟闪光的大海,渐渐灰暗混沌,吞吐浊浪,咆哮翻滚。夜的暗影,悄悄地四处爬行,呼啸的风,慢慢地平静。风啊, Tonight, the twilight of the wind, like a sonorous sword, violently blew lush forests, beating Tianyu’s drums, urging the clouds on the horizon. A touch of sunset, as if the paper kite cross the sky, blossoming clouds flying, as if Eddie Di country hidden when the shining moment of glory.潋 滟 flashes of the sea, gradually dark and chaotic, puffering turbid waves, roaring rolling. Shadow of the night, crawling quietly, whistling wind, slowly calm. Wind ah,