1.公主湖,风声起伏如号角在北之更北,公主湖没有涛声。最后一道光芒就要褪去。日暮之前,霞光万丈叫停半路急雨,它又行将睡去。所有现世安稳的背后,一定都隐藏着不为人知的雨骤风狂、刀光剑影。还能挽留些什么呢,这指尖无力抓紧的暖意,这人间,菲薄如纸。一次次,白桦林遭遇伏击。风声自头顶奔腾而来。云朵蹈起高的火焰,惊起黑羽的飞鸟。玉米地收割已久。无数羊群和马匹,站成无数支待发的箭矢。听吧,风 1. princess lake, wind ups and downs such as the horn in the north even more north, there is no sound of princess lake. The last light will fade. Before sunset, the glimmering halt half-rain, it will go to sleep. Behind all the worldly stability, we must hide the unknown rain surge mad, Swordsman. What can be retained, this fingertip weakness of warmth, this world, as thin as paper. Time and time again, birch forest ambush. The wind came from Pentium. Clouds dance high flame, black bird feared. Corn has long been harvested. Numerous flocks and horses, standing countless arrows issued arrows. Listen, wind