描写火烧云的现代诗句
在燃烧的天空下，火焰将天地分割成两片 unequally illuminated land. It's a struggle for existence, but what we see is a reflection of the past.
The sky is covered in ash that ignites like a fire in a bucket. Fire doesn't burn itself; it needs fuel and oxygen to spread. The world feels divided by the flames, though both sides still feel alive.
It's been a while since I've seen a火烧云, but I remember seeing one before my eyes. It was so bright that it made my blood run cold, but then it started to fade away with every breath.
Northern lights in the sky may not tell the whole story, but they're still telling a part of the tale. The flames are a symbol of what's lost, and what we can hold onto
