黯兮惨悴,风悲日曛,三军倾覆,血流成河。天阴时节鬼哭遍野,猎猎西风裹挟着漫漫黄沙。黄沙四散开去,笼罩着方圆数十里的土地。击空鹰隼不敢停留片刻,噬人猛兽亦四散奔走。孱弱的文士在这疹人的不毛之地间一寸一寸地前行,仿佛被冰霜鞭打着、催促着。他企图逃脱十殿阎罗的召唤,但怯意却像初春的野草在内心疯狂滋长。他不想离开,他执拗地想要说点什么…… Deplorable miserable, the wind tragedy, the military overturned, into a river. Overcast days sky ghosts, hunting westerly wind and sand wrapped in long sand. Yellow sand four dispersed, enveloped a radius of dozens of land. Beat the Falcon did not dare to stay for a moment, bite beast also scattered scattered. The weak scribe moved forward inch by inch in the raspberry barren land, as if frosted by frost and urged. He attempted to escape the summon of the Ten Temple, but hesitantly grew like the grass of early spring in his heart. He did not want to leave, he stubbornly wanted to say something ...