秋风渐起,秋风又息,然而盼望中的天高气爽却没有出现,一场场雾霾,模糊了天与地的界限,却放大了人与人之间的距离,浓重黏稠,让人好像回到了混沌时代,有人戏说:“最远的距离,不是生与死,而是你在我身边,我却看不见你。”在这样分不清白天黑夜的日子里,我沉浸在魔幻的篇章中,跟随眼前的文字载沉载浮,幻想能有盘古的神力,巨斧一挥,便让清 The autumn winds rise, the autumn wind restores, but the hope of the breathtaking but did not appear, a field of haze, blurred the boundaries between heaven and earth, but magnified the distance between people, thick and thick, people Seems to come back to chaotic times, someone jokingly said: “The farthest distance, not life and death, but you are with me, but I can not see you.” In such a day and night can not tell the day, I was immersed in Magic chapter, with the immediate text contained Shen floating, fantasy can have Pangu god power, giant ax wave, then let clear