枪声枝桠环绕的冬青林中回荡，飘过山谷，盘旋在花岗岩的上空，好像在寻求一个答复，但他听到的只有风的呼啸。
The shots echo through a forest of twisted holly trees, zigzagging up through the ravines to the granite peaks, as if searching for a reply. But there is no response, only the wind.
温暖的阳光填满了我的心扉，像碗中充溢的水，晶石般的清澈，水波积聚，倒映出我的脸，我在风的呼啸中，回忆起过去的时光。
The light from the warm sun fills my soul, like crystal clear water filling my bowl. The water collects while my face reflects, I think about past memories with the wind of wolves howl.
风在她的耳边呼啸。
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