偷心者的导演郑原顿时感觉到一阵说不出的温馨，就好像回到家一般。

拐角之后，让王皓也是有些懵逼，在他的面前出现了一片荒漠。

偷心者的导演 

And now bright orange lights were growing larger and rounder on all sides; they could see the tops of buildings, streams of headlights like luminous insect eyes, squares of pale yellow that were windows. Quite suddenly, it seemed, they were hurtling towards the pavement; Harry gripped the Thestral with every last ounce of his strength, braced for a sudden impact, but the horse touched the dark ground as lightly as a shadow and Harry slid from its back, looking around at the street where the overflowing skip still stood a short way from the vandalised telephone box, both drained of colour in the flat orange glare of the streetlights.
一声龙吟咆哮回荡于天，庞大的龙影，直接冲向了这把通天魔刀。