The drizzle was full of sorrow, infecting everyone present. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe cool rain is not rain, but tears from the sky.

The sky is crying, that deep and mysterious sky, for whom are you sad, for whom are you crying?

The infected group of little girls had astringent eyes, sour noses, and a little involuntary tears. Tears mixed with rain flowed silently, and this sadness reminded you of your sadness.

Who doesn't have a sad past? Who hasn't lost the people and things they care about?

The pet Mengmeng who grew up with you is sick, and you try your best, but you still can't save her life, and you finish the last road in your arms.

When you were nine years old, a little boy was added to your family, and your family had an heir. From then on, on your birthday, only tears and cold gifts accompany you, and no one will hold you in the palm of your hand to care for you.

In your childhood, you have been living happily in the care of your grandparents, and one day the loved ones who loved you closed their eyes forever, and you shrank alone in the dark corner and cried silently.

You would have had a happy family and lived happily with your mom and dad. Maybe one day when you are asleep, your mother secretly kisses your forehead and secretly leaves, and you will never be seen again. And Dad brought back a strange woman, and from then on happiness and joy left you.

Maybe......

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I don't know who found it first, but with a cry: "Oh, snow, it's snowing." ”

I don't know when the drizzle turned into snow, and the snow powder drifted between heaven and earth with the wind. The white and foggy sky and earth seem to be integrated, you have me and I have you, it is difficult to separate.

It's really snow powder, cold and cold when it falls on the face, and the body temperature of people turns into water, leaving it with tears. Wash away the dust in your heart, and leave behind the true feelings.

Gradually, snowflakes fell, the temperature dropped further, and people in thin spring clothes couldn't help but hold their arms and shiver, but they were reluctant to leave.

The city of Akcala is located in a warm climate, not to mention snow in spring, but also in winter. Spring snow, sudden snow, what's going on with you?

I don't know when, there were many more people in the field, and the old dean couldn't sit still anymore, so he took the lead and ran to the training ground. Ask Schindler to ask Ellis, and ask in vain. No one knows what's going on.

The snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger, and gradually the goose feathers are falling, and the cold between heaven and earth has reached the freezing point. In the training ground, the Academy of Magic was covered in a thick layer of snow, and white became the only main theme between heaven and earth.

The water curtain in the snowflakes is still a transparent water curtain, which seems to be unaffected by the snow.

The temperature is getting colder and colder, and the wind is howling and sweeping the snowflakes in the air, like a feast of snow elves and wind elves.

The old dean shouted: "Why don't you go back and get dressed, and look for death here." ”

A word woke up the person in the dream, and the men and women who were shivering in the cold all ran back to get dressed. I'm cold, hurry up and get dressed, get dressed and come back and see.

The old dean's face was heavy, the old man had lived for decades, although he also did not understand the specific reason. But he knew that this snow was definitely not caused by normal climate change, and looking at the Xiangxue Sea with his eyes closed in the water curtain, his intuition told him that this snow must be related to the Xiangxue Sea.

When the old dean came to the stage, James had no strength to make any fireballs, and his frozen hair was covered with ice slag, and he was trembling vigorously. A face turned the color of pig liver, and the old dean raised his foot and kicked the black sheep away. At this time, compared to Xiang Xuehai's safety, James is a scumbag.

The water curtain is still a water curtain, and it has not been affected by the ice and snow, the transparent water curtain can clearly see Xiang Xuehai's slightly trembling eyelashes, the little girl's skin is still so soft, and her red little face is more tired and sad.

It seems that it is not cold in the water curtain, which makes the angry and distressed old dean a little relieved. The old dean walked towards the water curtain, and as the old dean approached, the water curtain turned out to be a complete bubble wrapped in the sea of fragrant snow. It really rises and floats in the air, like a sleeping goddess in the air to receive the worship of all beings.

The water curtain rejected the approach of the old dean, and the water curtain has life? The water curtain is only composed of unconscious elemental spirits, when did the elemental spirits have the ability to actively protect?

Snowflakes fell on the old dean's hair and white beard, and the old dean was like a snowman thinking in the wind and snow, and his thoughts were messy in the wind and snow.

Under the sky of the Academy of Magic is a world of snow, and dense snowflakes fill the space, making it difficult to even breathe. Looking at the raging wind and snow, the teachers and students of the Academy of Magic were puzzled.

Xiang Xuehai didn't know all this, Xiang Xuehai fell into a dream again, and returned to the time of Red Leaf Village. Carefree followed the back of Sister Leah's buttocks, went up the mountain to find wild vegetables, and went down to the river to touch fish and shrimp, that was the happiest and happiest time for Xiangxuehai.

Childhood is always a good memory, but this beauty is always so fragile that it will be shattered inadvertently.

The good times of Xiang Xuehai were shattered with the flames that could not be shaken away, and the roar of the monster and the blazing fire tore the good times of Xiang Xuehai to pieces. It was as if a pair of struggling hands appeared in front of him, trying his best but unable to grasp anything.

Sadness drained all the strength of Xiang Xuehai, and he just lay down in the bubble and fell asleep. Maybe there is more than sadness in dreams, as long as you can see your loved ones again, even if you have to bear the feeling of heartbreak?

Nightmares became Xiang Xuehai's obsession, and nightmares once again occupied Xiang Xuehai's mind, making Xiang Xuehai prefer to fall into a dream than wake up.

The old dean just looked at the bubble blankly, looking at the sea of fragrant snow in the bubble. For the first time, the old man felt powerless, facing a cute child, but he couldn't do anything, and there was nothing more helpless in life than this.

The wind softened, the snowflakes were still flying, and suddenly there were flames of red flowers chasing and playing in the snow, and the white expanse of the earth shone with a faint earthy yellow glow. Snow and fire dance, wind and earth frolicking, everything became weird, the four elemental spirits of earth, fire, water and wind appeared in the sky at the same time, and took the initiative to appear in the sky without being summoned, why is all this?

The fragrance of flowers, the faint fragrance of flowers, the old dean is sure that it is indeed a faint fragrance of flowers, how can there be a fragrance of flowers in the ice and snow between heaven and earth?

The old dean suddenly felt that it was not very cold, and the cold feeling disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a kind of vitality.

The fire in the snow, the earth in the wind, the faint fragrance of flowers, and the vitality in the cold.

Said the galaxy walker

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