深夜,山顶的夜风裹着沙砾,擦过玄甲,夜风

提示词:https://images.gogpt.vip/aigf/m_origin/20250310/1395556/dvwgtvzesueah57r.jpg Late at night, the night wind on the mountaintop is wrapped in gravel, brushing against the black armor, and rustling through the dead branches. In the years of famine, apart from the black and white flowers on the ground, there were no living creatures on the mountain. Under the night, Qishan remained silent, like a huge corpse. Chinese style, ink wash, freehand brushwork --ar 16:9 --v 6.1 --stylize 100 --iw 0.25
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