Prompt: At dusk, a group of crows landed on an old tree entwined with dead vines, emitting a shrill wail. The water flowed under the bridge, and smoke curled up from the houses beside the bridge. A skinny horse trudged forward on the ancient road against the west wind. The sunset gradually lost its luster and set from the west. In the cold night, there are only lonely travelers wandering in distant places.
Prompt: It was dusk and the sun was setting in the west. There was an arched bridge in the middle. The water was rushing under the bridge. On the bridge, there was a down-and-out traveler, leading a thin old horse. On the left side of the bridge, several crows landed on an old tree entangled with dead vines, making a shrill cry. There is a farmer's house on the right side of the bridge, with smoke curling up from the kitchen.
Prompt: It was dusk and the sun was setting. There was a bridge in the middle. On the left side of the bridge were several crows sitting on the old trees entangled with dead vines, making a shrill cry. The water flowed under the bridge and there was a farmer's house on the right side of the bridge, with smoke curling up from the kitchen. There was a poor traveler on the bridge, leading a thin old horse.
Prompt: The old vines climb over withered trees, crows call in the sky, clear water flows under a small bridge next to a humble abode. On the ancient road, the west wind brushes against thin and weak horses. As the sun sets in the west, a broken-hearted person stands alone at the edge of the world。Realistic cinematic style, hyper-realistic scenes, exquisite details, sunlight shining in the glow of the evening sun.
Prompt: At dusk, a group of crows landed on an old tree entwined with dead vines, emitting a shrill wail. . The water flowed under the bridge and smoke curled up from the houses beside the bridge. A skinny horse trudged forward on the ancient road against the west wind. Chinese ink landscape style, 4k
Prompt: Small bridges and flowing water, ancient roads and west wind thin horses, the sunset, broken intestines are at the end of the world
Prompt: Withered vines, old trees, crows at dusk, a small bridge over flowing water leading to a homestead.
Prompt: Masterpiece, best quality, (very detailed CG unified 8k wallpaper), (best quality), (best illustration), (best shadow), glowing sprites, with glowing Chinese dragons, drinking water in swimming pools, natural elements in forest themes. Mysterious forest, beautiful forest, nature, surrounded by flowers, exquisite leaves and branches surrounded by fireflies (natural elements), (jungle theme), (leaves), (branches), (fireflies), (particle effects) and other 3D, octane rendering, ray tracing, ultra detailed
Prompt: Logotype lion dance, combining market elements, black and white logo, illustration style, simplicity and modernity, minimalist lines
Prompt: ((hyper realistic 80's album cover style)), (((2 mans side by side))), ((one spanish long curly hair man with white shirt and red tie)), ((((young arabian man with white jacket and black t-shirt)))), ((front view))
Negative: ((Disfigured)), kitsch, ugly, oversaturated, grain, low-res, ((fused fingers)), deformed, blurry, (bad anatomy), poorly drawn face, mutation, mutated, extra limb, ugly, (poorly drawn hands), missing limb, blurry, floating limbs, disconnected limbs, (malformed hands), blur, out of focus, long neck, long body, disgusting, ugly, poorly drawn, childish, mutilated, mangled, old, surreal, ((duplicated)), ((extra fingers)), beard, turban
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: Small bridges and flowing water, ancient roads and west wind thin horses, the sunset, broken intestines are at the end of the world，chinese style
Prompt: The sun, a low, golden orb, dipped towards the horizon, painting the rolling hills in a tapestry of ochre and burnt sienna. Gentle wisps of clouds, like sheep grazing in the celestial pastures, drifted across the vast canvas of the sky. Below, nestled in the crook of the valley, lay a village with smoke thing and whispy curled from thached roofs of timber framed cottages, hyperrealism, 10 second video
Prompt: Oppressively Still, Stacked corpses entwine barbed wire amidst a burnt out fuselage lodged in irradiated soil below an abandoned bridge, corrupted datatrails flare and dissipate across ravaged frames broadcasting souls broken across a gridlocked freeway, forcibly sutured x-rayed decomposing skins soaked in jet fuel degrade beneath a forgotten overpass, Yang Yongliang, Qiu Zhijie, Bree Zucker, Location: No Man's Land. (headshot, polaroid, 105mm macro, masterpiece)
Prompt: Oppressively Still, Stacked corpses entwine barbed wire amidst a burnt out fuselage lodged in irradiated soil below an abandoned bridge, corrupted datatrails flare and dissipate across ravaged frames broadcasting souls broken across a gridlocked freeway, forcibly sutured x-rayed decomposing skins soaked in jet fuel degrade beneath a forgotten overpass, Yang Yongliang, Qiu Zhijie, Bree Zucker, Location: No Man's Land. (breathtaking, stunning, uhd, ultradetailed, hyperrealistic, masterpiece)
Prompt: thin horses in the west wind on the ancient road; people living in houses under a streamlined bridge
Prompt: In the hushed light of dusk, the air is permeated with a tense atmosphere. Dampness is suddenly woven into the air, as a harbinger of stunning changes. A heavy shadow spread across the sky, which, like a mask of failure, throws itself on the former harmony of the environment. Suddenly, an unknown restlessness has set out into a storm that unstoppably breaks through the blossoming silence. The sky, which had previously looked like a calm canvas, was now pouring with torrents of rain, as if expressing the same sorrow that was evident in the area below. Amidst the chaos of a blossoming natural flood, there is a sense of unforeseen trouble. The lonely image of the trees, which once stood with dignity, now became a sign of impotence before an unexpected adventure. The land that was once stable now trembles with unexpected difficulties. Nature itself seems to regret, as if whispering a sad melody about what happened. In the very center of the storm stands a lonely figure, a symbol of resilience in the face of adversity. However, even their contours conveyed a vulnerability, an awareness that trouble was tightly woven into the fabric of their existence. What was once a pictorial harmony has now turned into a canvas of failures, where every stroke bears the imprint of an unexpected fate.
Prompt: In the small, desolate town of Raven's Hollow, where the wind whispered secrets through the skeletal branches of ancient trees, lived a woman named Emily Turner. Tall and slender, with ebony hair cascading down her shoulders like a shroud, Emily had an unsettling beauty that drew people in, yet left them uneasy. Her eyes, an intense shade of obsidian, seemed to hold a darkness that transcended the ordinary. They were windows into a world where nightmares took form, and those who dared to peer into them felt a chill crawl down their spines. Emily's presence, while magnetic, cast a shadow over the town, leaving a residue of unease that lingered long after she passed. No one knew much about Emily's past. She had arrived in Raven's Hollow like a specter, settling into a decrepit Victorian house at the outskirts of town. Locals whispered about strange occurrences in her vicinity — flickering streetlights, the haunting wail of an unseen cat, and the occasional sighting of shadows that moved with a life of their own. Rumors claimed Emily had a collection of antique dolls that lined the shelves of her home. Each doll, with porcelain skin and soulless eyes, seemed to watch anyone who dared to enter. Some said the dolls whispered to Emily in the dead of night, sharing secrets only the darkness could hold. The town's children, warned by their superstitious parents, dared each other to approach her house, their hearts pounding in their chests as they tiptoed past the wrought-iron gate. Emily's attire added to the mystique that surrounded her. She wore long, flowing dresses that seemed to dance with an otherworldly energy as she moved. Black lace adorned her attire, and a silver locket, rumored to contain a lock of her own hair, hung from her neck. Locals spoke of a haunting melody that accompanied her wherever she went, a mournful tune that echoed through the empty streets when the moon hung low in the sky. As the seasons changed, Emily remained an enigma, her presence casting a perpetual gloom over Raven's Hollow. Some whispered that she was a witch, while others believed she was a vessel for the spirits that wandered the town's forgotten corners. Regardless of the rumors, one thing was certain — Emily Turner was a figure of both fascination and fear, a dark specter in a town cloaked in shadows.
Prompt: The horse of the rider of the apocalypse, Death, can be depicted as a skeleton covered in black or grey fabric, symbolizing death. Its eyes can be empty and lifeless, and its nostrils filled with smoke and decay. The horse's mane can be depicted as sparse and wiry, resembling a skeleton, reflecting its connection to dying and decay. The reins and saddle can be adorned with bones, skulls, and other symbols of death. Its gait can be slow and menacing, evoking a sense of relentless inevitability of death.
Prompt: In the heart of the dense forest, an aged woodcutter, weathered by time, embarked on his daily task. With his loyal donkey by his side, they ventured deep into the woods, collecting firewood to warm the hearths of the village. Their synchronized movements echoed the rhythm of nature, a timeless dance between man and beast.
Prompt: As the sun sets on the city, the streets come alive with the sound of footsteps and chatter. But something is amiss, as the men and women on the street are being controlled by a sinister force from above using strings. The demon in the sky pulls the strings, his dark presence looming over them all.
Negative: blurry, ugly, lowres, jpeg artifacts, bad anatomy, bad artist, (worst quality:2), (low quality:2), poorly drawn hands, poorly drawn face, bad eyes, badly drawn eyes, closed eyes
Prompt: At the end of the bridge, a sad boy sat alone, holding a bottle of wine in his hand. The night was getting darker, and he looked particularly lonely under the street lamp. There was deep sadness in his eyes, as if he was recalling some unbearable past event. He took a gentle sip of the wine, and the bitter taste seemed to echo the pain in his heart. Everything around seemed so quiet, only the occasional passing vehicle broke the tranquility.
Prompt: As the moonless night enveloped the decrepit mansion, the chilling howl of a solitary wolf echoed through the fog, while unseen hands whispered malevolence from the depths of the decaying woods.
Prompt: masterpiece, best quality, distant view, sunset, several old trees, one tree with dead vines entangled, one tree with birds perched on its branches, medium shot, the entrance of a rural courtyard, slightly showing the thatched roof of the house, the bluestone road extending into the close view, close shot, yellow grass, scattered rocks and tree stumps.
Prompt: Imagine that you are halfway through a long journey, traveling through a beautiful and unfamiliar landscape. You have been walking for hours, and the sun is beginning to set. As you look around, you see that the landscape is changing. The trees are taller and more densely packed, and the air is cooler and fresher. You hear the sound of a rushing stream nearby, and you begin to feel a sense of renewed energy and determination. Despite the fatigue of your journey so far, you know that you have much further to go. You take a deep breath and continue on, determined to reach your destination no matter what obstacles may lie ahead.
Prompt: The three-legged crow is also known as the red crow. In Chinese mythology, its image is a black crow squatting in the center of the golden red sun, so it is often called the Golden Crow. It mainly serves the Queen Mother of the West and is the spirit of the sun in Han mythology. According to the myth, there is a three-legged crow in the sun, and the ancient people used the golden crow as an alias for the sun. Among the cultural relics unearthed in China are the murals of Nuwa and Fuxi each holding a sun. It is said that the three-legged crow is the essence of the sun, living in the center of the sun, and it is in the form of a three-legged crow, and there are ten of them. Chinese style, Chinese landscape painting, ink style, color, hand-painted, sketch, coloring, texture, --ar 6:9 -- v 5
Prompt: Black shapes crouched, lay, sat between the trees leaning against the trunks, clinging to the earth, half coming out, half effaced within the dim light, in all the attitudes of pain, abandonment, and despair. Another mine on the cliff went off, followed by a slight shudder of the soil under my feet. The work was going on. The work! And this was the place where some of the helpers had withdrawn to die.
Prompt: Imagine a raven perched on a tree branch, its black feathers glistening in the light. The raven might be delicately holding an hourglass in its beak, as if watching time pass. The expression in its eyes could reflect a kind of wisdom or contemplation of the passage of time. The hourglass could have an ancient appearance, with golden sand flowing slowly from one half to the other. The grains of sand could evoke symbolic elements such as time, memory or the passing of life.
Prompt: As doomsday descends, the firmament is veiled by dense, looming clouds, resembling a thick, dark curtain enveloping the earth. The suspension bridge abruptly fractures, its shattered cables resembling severed threads of destiny, suspended in mid-air. Traffic surges forward, unable to brake in time; countless vehicles plummet into the turbulent ocean as the bridge collapses. A symphony of colossal impact sounds and the clash of vehicles creates a terrifying apocalyptic composition. The sea churns, devouring the lost modes of transportation, as if the earth's roar and the ocean's lament converge. Within this chaotic spectacle, the pall of apocalypse shrouds the entire landscape, and the foundations of human civilization and order crumble in an instant, leaving behind endless panic and irreversible destruction.
Prompt: As doomsday descends, the firmament is veiled by dense, looming clouds, resembling a thick, dark curtain enveloping the earth. The suspension bridge abruptly fractures, its shattered cables resembling severed threads of destiny, suspended in mid-air. Traffic surges forward, unable to brake in time; countless vehicles plummet into the turbulent ocean as the bridge collapses. A symphony of colossal impact sounds and the clash of vehicles creates a terrifying apocalyptic composition. The sea churns, devouring the lost modes of transportation, as if the earth's roar and the ocean's lament converge. Within this chaotic spectacle, the pall of apocalypse shrouds the entire landscape, and the foundations of human civilization and order crumble in an instant, leaving behind endless panic and irreversible destruction.
Prompt: prompt:Amidst a wintry landscape by the riverside, the camera gradually moves forward, unveiling a solitary figure dressed in black. This figure stands alone, reminiscent of a desolate ancient assassin. The surrounding trees sway with the wind, their whispered rustling intensifying the overall melancholic ambiance. The aim is to highlight the forlorn existence of the ancient assassin.runner subsurface scattering, 35mm/polaroid, sanguine, celadon, amber, desaturated, faded, dirt corrosion, double exposure, light pollution, aged, scratches, blemishes, torn, burnt, dark green, amber, black, desaturated, cinematic, 24 fps
Negative: low quality, cartoon, anime,3D rendering
Prompt: A stormy night in Derry, autumn mist envelops the Barrens, ominous shadows lurk amid decaying trees. In the eerie half-light, pale children play on the outskirts, unaware of the horror that lurks amidst the mist. Skeletal beings emerge, spectral flesh hangs from grinning jaws, beyond the veil eyes gleam with malice. Gnarled claws reach for the innocent, the threat of the deadlights hangs thick in the gloom. Stephen King's atmospheric prose comes to life in Jae Lee's manga-influenced illustrations, cinematic lighting, hyperdetailed, avant-garde 8k digital masterpiece.
Prompt: The residents of the town all know this legend. Every night, they close their doors and windows and dare not go near the river.However, one day, a young traveler came to this town.He heard the legend but didn't believe it.He thinks this is just a story made up by the town residents to scare outsiders.
Prompt: masterpiece, best quality, 4k In the center of the picture, there is an arched stone bridge spanning the river. The bridge is solid and ancient, and the stone bricks have a rough texture. On the bridge, there was a traveler who looked down and out. He was wearing shabby clothes and carrying a heavy baggage. He led a thin old horse, its coat was dull and it had obviously experienced many hardships. Below the bridge is a wide river, with ripples on the water showing the rapidity of the water. The background of the picture is a dark sky. The sun is slowly setting in the west, and the sky is dyed with the afterglow of the sunset. On the left side of the bridge, an ancient tree twisted its branches, its branches wrapped with withered vines. Several black crows sat on the branches, and they made piercing cries, adding a desolate and mysterious atmosphere to the whole picture. On the far right side of the bridge is a dilapidated farmhouse with a simple and peaceful appearance. Smoke rose from the farmhouse kitchen chimney.
Prompt: As the apocalyptic scene fades away, the camera slowly pans out, leaving a profound impression on viewers. The landscape depicts desolation and ruin. Scattered amidst barren land are dilapidated structures, shrouded in smoke, while remaining trees stand lifeless and withered. The sky is veiled in thick dust, the sunlight struggling to penetrate through dense, ashen clouds. The wind carries only a desolate howl and swirling dust. Amidst this desolation, remnants of human existence stand out. Abandoned cars and scattered belongings litter the deserted streets, the sole remnants of life in this bleak panorama. Those who remain traverse the ruins silently, their attire worn and their steps feeble. Their weary eyes betray exhaustion and despair, yet cling to an indomitable will to survive. The entire scene exudes an overwhelming sense of suppressed despair, each detail recounting the past glory and current desolation. This imagery etches deeply into the mind, a poignant and awakening tableau, serving as a solemn reminder to cherish and protect our natural environment.
Prompt: As the apocalyptic scene fades away, the camera slowly pans out, leaving a profound impression on viewers. The landscape depicts desolation and ruin. Scattered amidst barren land are dilapidated structures, shrouded in smoke, while remaining trees stand lifeless and withered. The sky is veiled in thick dust, the sunlight struggling to penetrate through dense, ashen clouds. The wind carries only a desolate howl and swirling dust. Amidst this desolation, remnants of human existence stand out. Abandoned cars and scattered belongings litter the deserted streets, the sole remnants of life in this bleak panorama. Those who remain traverse the ruins silently, their attire worn and their steps feeble. Their weary eyes betray exhaustion and despair, yet cling to an indomitable will to survive. The entire scene exudes an overwhelming sense of suppressed despair, each detail recounting the past glory and current desolation. This imagery etches deeply into the mind, a poignant and awakening tableau, serving as a solemn reminder to cherish and protect our natural environment.
Prompt: The Buddha statue faces the camera, and a devout believer kneels in front of the Buddha, with his back to the camera, his eyes closed, and his hands holding rosary beads. Illuminated with a soft, devotional light, it captures the essence of unwavering devotion and rhythmic chanting of the Great Compassion Mantra. pixar disney style
Negative: deformed, ugly, mutilated, disfigured, text, extra limbs, face cut, head cut, extra fingers, extra arms, poorly drawn face, mutation, bad proportions, cropped head, malformed limbs, mutated hands, fused fingers, long neck
Style: Anime
Prompt: Odin (god in Norse mythology), Wearing a doctor's white coat, cartoon style, 2D, flat illustration
Style: Comic Book
Prompt: Drifting silently on the waters of a mysterious river, an enchanting place reveals itself. The banks, adorned with trees whose leaves shimmer in the breeze, emit magical glows. Ethereal creatures dance to the rhythm of the waves, bathed in fairy lights guiding their way. No man is in sight, yet the atmosphere resonates with a mysterious magic. The gentle murmur of the water against the boat's hull harmonizes with the song of invisible birds. Every moment in this landscape offers a captivating adventure, where wonder blends with the natural silence. It's a magical scene where nature itself seems to tell enchanted tales, without the need for a solitary navigator to appreciate its beauty.
