Art is

Its scope and boundaries are difficult to define

But I'm sure

It's in our lives

The influence of the feelings that breathe together.

――――Excerpt from Cui Xiuying's essay "I Am an Artist"

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It's Saturday again, and the sun is shining, but the autumn wind is slowly blowing over time. At least now Hyoyeon's little fan has been put away.

Hyo-yeon, who finally listened to his mother's words and put on long sleeves, danced with the teacher all morning at the dance school, and remembered several small mistakes when dancing to prevent himself from making mistakes. I don't sweat much, after all, Xiaoyuan's body has come up recently, and he has exercised a little muscle.

Although Xiao Yuan wants to cry every time he looks at his muscles. Although I want to be conjoined lì, I absolutely hate the muscles, especially the muscles on the limbs. Smooth lines are what we are pursuing! Yuli has laughed at her more than once by sneaking up on her little muscles. Woooooo

Thinking of Yu Li, Xiao Yuan was on fire. I wanted to give myself a vacation this afternoon...... At least she didn't want to go to the company, and she wanted to find someone to go shopping with. Who knew that after calling all over the phone, Sika, Xiuying, and Yuna were already in the company, and Xiaoxian was studying piano with her mother at home today, and she didn't have time. And Kwon Yo-ri ...... She said that she was going to the beach now, and Gao Yangquan's beach was two days and one night, and she had no time to accompany her. Imagining that Yu Li was eating there now and replying to her words in a leisurely tone, Xiao Yuan felt a burst of bruises.

I haven't seen you in the water all day in the summer, and you're still in the water in the fall!

When he got home at noon, Xiao Yuan casually made something, picked up a piece of radish, imagined that this was the seafood that Yu Li was eating, and took a hard bite of it!

Putting down the chopsticks and biting the last piece of sausage, Xiaoyuan hummed a song and brushed the bowl.

Alas, I'm used to it!

At half past twelve, Xiao Yuan returned to her small bedroom, took out a towel and wiped the water stains on her hands, then sat on the bed, picked up her cherished little guitar and tried it gently. This is what she has paid for with her hard work.

Hyoyeon, who usually has time to be in charge of breakfast, brush dishes and wash dishes, is used to it. Usually Xiaoyuan and her mother come home late, and they almost don't eat dinner at home, and there are basically no dishes for her to wash, only on weekends can she order more.

Of course, a foot massage for mom every day is also essential. Although Hyo-yeon's mother was very happy, she had no idea that she was already Hyo-yeon's experimental object in this academic discipline. It seems that there are a few acupuncture points that can lose muscle!

So, Xiaoyuan's mother, who was very happy that her daughter was sensible, bought her this little pink guitar that Xiaoyuan had wanted for a long time!

Now as soon as Xiaoyuan gets home, the first thing he does is to quickly clean himself up, change into clean pajamas, and then pick up the little guitar to practice.

Life is called a pleasant!

Flipping out of his notebook, Hyo-yeon flipped through his latest song.

Well, "Painting" isn't finished yet! "Red, Yellow and Blue" has only been written a little bit! Uh, it seems that I've been too greedy lately.

Talking softly about the new song he made, uh, such a soft tune doesn't seem to be suitable for playing on the guitar! Let Xiaoxian play it on the piano tomorrow, anyway, anyone can use the piano in the basement!

In other words, how about this as the theme song of "Love Operation Group"?

Hey!

"I'm the Only One"!

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The shining starlight and soft lights pushed me to that carefree dreamland

You don't have to look at your ambiguous movements with her, you don't have to think about the sweet kiss between you and her

Will I be your her in my dreams? Can I talk to you, can I be a stranger to you?

Will you be present at any time when you are called?

Will I be your her in my dreams? can I face you face to face, can I be with you without a trace of unwillingness?

When I miss you, will you be there at any time?

Will I be your her in my dreams? can I hold hands with you, and I won't have any embarrassment with you?

Will you show up anytime you want to see you?

Looking at your long-missed face, how happy I am!

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Hm, isn't that a bit too resentful? Xiao Yuan scratched his head unconsciously. It seems that I have been resentful a lot lately.

"Bullied" by Sika, "bullied" by Yoo-ri, "bullied" by so-young, "bullied" by Xiaoxian (?)...... Alas, I've been so unlucky lately!

Xiaoyuan, who was thinking about things, fell directly backwards on the bed, put the small guitar on his stomach, and gently stroked the strings with his right hand, as if helping Yu Li smooth his hair.

Let's go bully and bully Yun'er in the afternoon! Recently, this little girl has been working too hard when practicing, completely ignoring her age and the limit of her body's endurance, and always hurting herself, making her Ernie always worried. is really a child, she doesn't understand the truth of one by one at all, Yuli and Xiaoxian have "disciplined" her several times, and she doesn't know how to change. I don't know if Yun'er's parents will lock her up at home and prevent her from coming to the company when they see her injury. Anyway, it seems that I haven't seen Yuna's parents! Ask Xiaoxian, she doesn't know, or maybe she knows but doesn't want to say!

It's better not to go, Sika doesn't know what's going on in the past two days, and he's very angry every day. Calculating the time, it doesn't seem to be the one that!

In this way, Xiao Yuan's paranoia made the time jump directly to one o'clock in the afternoon, and Xiao Yuan, who was a little sleepy, started to seriously think about whether to go to the company!

Eh, it's so troublesome, it's the most troublesome to make a decision! I definitely have a choice to be depressed! Xiao Yuan held his head and shook it for a while, distressed. However, Xiao Yuan shook suddenly, and the little guitar almost fell to the ground, making Xiao Yuan, who was desperately trying to bring it back, almost broke out in a cold sweat.

"Xiao Qian, I still have to rely on you!" Xiao Yuan looked at the 1,000 yuan coin in his hand with teary eyes, that is called an intimacy, and it is almost a kiss!

Well, the numbers go to the company......! just, just lying at home, just perfecting "Painting", Xiuying has been urging for almost a month, and I think she is almost impatient!

Xiao Yuan kissed a thousand yuan coin and raised it slowly!

I'll throw!

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Xiao Yuan looked at the small yellow building in front of him, and was speechless for a while.

Why do I still come to the company even though it's a flower! The black line on Xiao Yuan's face was obvious, and she was speechless to herself!

Rubbing his head with his left hand, Xiao Yuan still walked into this little yellow building that could realize her dream!

Perhaps, this is the reason......

Isn't it?

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PS: The Taoist said it well! It's all crossed! What kind of ability is it to always plagiarize! How good it would be to write something similar. Timeline or something, for me who believes in Buddhism a little, it's completely a forbidden area!

PS2: The PS above just means one thing, how about the lyrics I wrote myself? Isn't it too sour??? I've had a lot of sadness lately!