鲜血如急流,通过银色的月光。冥河之上,泪水之下,已然暗淡的传说,葬于此境。　一眼前是一座早已被废弃的学校,被开发商围了铁丝网。密云之下,破败的教学楼像只可怕的兽,窗玻璃黑黝黝的。从门外看,操场上的草已有半人高。侧面的一排平房,有几间屋顶已经塌了。风呼啸而过,杂草随风摇摆,像不甘的亡魂。戴好“名牌”之后,大家相继钻 Blood, such as rapids, through the silver moonlight. Under the Stygian, under the tears, already bleak legend, buried in this environment. At a glance was a long abandoned school, surrounded by barbed wire by developers. Under the clouds, the dilapidated teaching building is only horrible beast, window glass swarthy. From the outside, playground grass has been half-man high. A row of bungalows on the side, a few roofs have collapsed. Wind roared past, weeds swinging in the wind, like unwilling souls. After wearing “brand name”, we have to drill one after another