北风呼啸,铁塔上的银色琴弦,用沉重的弧线漫弹出被冻僵的音符。铺天盖地的大烟泡,疯狂吼叫着蜂拥而至,蹂躏着和杀戮着滴水成冰冻土上的生物。雪虐风饕的白色恐怖,够冷酷,够无情。一朵花的大地,往往比没有花的大地荒凉;有了人的雪域,往往比没有人的雪域酷寒。 The north wind whistled, the silver strings on the tower, popping out the frozen notes with heavy arcs. Overwhelming big smoke bubble, crazy roaring flock to, devastating and killing the dripping into the frozen soil creatures. Snow abuse gluttonous white terror, enough cold, ruthless. The land of a flower is often more desolate than the land without flowers; with a person’s snow-field, it is often more severe than a snow-covered field without anyone.