你是沙的魔窟,你是风的城池,你是生命的禁地,你是鬼怪的游子。滕格里,你的沙怎么那么多,你的风怎么那么烈,你无情地拒绝生命,你冷酷地摧残生命。然而真正的生命,坚强的生命,并不畏惧你。它们高傲地展示着自己生命的强大,它们英雄般地抗拒着你的冷酷和无情。它们的存在,使你的强大显得渺小,使你的冷酷显得浮浅,使你的无情显得苍白,使你的暴 You are the sand of the magic cave, you are the wind of the city, you are forbidden in life, you are a ghost wanderer. Tenggeli, how so much of your sand, how strong your wind, you mercilessly rejected life, you coldly destroy life. However, real life, strong life, do not fear you. They proudly show the power of their own lives, they heroically resist your cold and heartless. Their existence, so that your mighty appears insignificant, so that your cold look superficial, so that your innocence appears pale, so that your violence