十年磨一剑,锋刃未曾试。今日把示君,谁有不平事。——唐·李贺山水都很疲倦,生锈的锋芒被拉在刀光剑影之中,如风干的化石。这时,一种液体涌动在你的周围,冰冰凉如同女人抚摸一样的感觉。尘封的双手导演过所有悲怆,尽管你并不是个英雄。所有的语言都胶着在凛凛寒光中间,不动声色。你从无数故事中走来,路是黑的,光是暗的,走向何处,并不是目的。闪光的只有剑,只要剑在手中,手中的汗便不会冷。 Ten years of grinding sword, Feng Ren never tried. Show Jun today, who has an affair. - Tang Li He Shan water is very tired, rusty edge was pulled in the Sword, such as dried fossils. At this time, a liquid surging around you, the same cold as a woman feeling the same feeling. Dusty hands directed all sorrow, although you are not a hero. All languages ​​are glued in the cold cold, calm and quiet. You come from countless stories, the road is black, the light is dark, where to go, is not an end. Only the sword flash, as long as the sword in his hand, the sweat will not be cold.