一宫城骏的《天空之城》舒缓地响起,夜色如潮水淹没了这个盛夏中的城市,窗外是斑驳的灯光,从远处到近处,灯光汇成一片虚幻之景,像一个柔软的塔,从无名的高处落下,滑向不见底的深渊。城市悬空在一片黑暗和喧嚣之上,潮水一遍遍地拍打着这个虚幻而庞大的建筑群体。遥远的沙漠之色的天幕上,桔红色的沙子翻涌而来。我知道, A Miyagi Castle “Sky City” soothing sigh of night tide flooded the midsummer of the city, the window is mottled light, from afar to the near, the lights merge into a fantasy scene, like a soft Tower, falling from the highest point of no name, slide to the bottomless abyss. City dangled in the dark and noisy, tide over and over again flapping this unreal and huge architectural community. Far off the desert color of the sky, the orange sand from the influx. I know,