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暖冬。一年比一年暖的冬。雾,尽日不散,删除了地平线。一个孤独平漠的雾世界。看雾!一边形成浓浓的帐幕,遮掩住惨淡的日头,向这无垠的星系之力量泉源,发出铺天盖地的挑战;一边极力抚弄着大地的皮毛,仿佛大地之母的主宰,昭告着一个威严而诱惑的信息:依了我的庇佑和水分,看你们生息繁茂,无我无你,一个全新的世界与我浑然一体。是的,雾的语言和雾世界,混沌而蛮横,兼具英雄与王者之气,不容你现实的头脑不沾染上罗曼蒂克的主张。如果你是现实主义,在雾的世界,
Warm winter. Warm winter year after year. Fog, day to day, delete the horizon. A lonely, foggy world. Watching the mist! Generating thick tents, covering the bleak sun, overwhelming the mighty springs of power of the boundless galaxy, stroking the fur of the earth, as if the mother of the earth, A dignified and tempting message: Depending on my blessing and water, I see you live in abundance, without me and without you, with a whole new world that is one with me. Yes, the language of the fog and the fog world, chaotic and rude, both the hero and the king of the gas, do not allow your realistic mind not to touch the claims of the romantic. If you are realist in a foggy world,