沙暴冥想竹林拔剑的孤寂剑客时刻

Meditating in a sandstorm, drawing a sword in a sea of bamboo. Walking from the morning light of the ruins to the cold mist of the bamboo forest, he was just waiting for the moment that should end.

风沙里坐禅，竹海里拔刀。 从废墟的晨光走到竹林的冷雾，他只是在等一个该结束的瞬间。