承影,味爽之交,日夕昏有之际.北面察之,淡炎焉若有物存,莫有其状。其触物也。窃然有声。经物而物不见。——引子远古的一个黎明,黑白交际的一瞬,一双手缓缓扬起。双手合握一截无剑身的剑柄,却在北面的墙壁上投下了一个飘忽的剑影。剑影须臾即随白昼的来临而消失。黄昏,天色渐暗,飘忽的剑影再度出现,一道优雅的弧线,挥向身旁挺拔的古松。耳廓中轻轻的 Cheng Ying, taste cool at the turn of the sun and dusk at the occasion of the north of the inspection, Yan Yan Yan Ruo if anything, there is no such situation. Its touch object too. Thieves sound. Not seen by the material. - Introduction of an ancient dawn, black and white communication of the moment, a pair of hands slowly raised. Hands together with a sword without hilt body, but in the north wall dropped a swaying sword shadow. Sword shadow whisper that disappear with the advent of daylight. Twilight, the sky dimming, erratic swords reappear, an elegant arc, swinging to the tall and straight beside the ancient pine. Gently in the ear