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Holi, also known as Holi, is a very big festival in India.

From the morning of this day, the sun of Beitang can hear the cheerful drum beats and the happy sound of people cheering on the streets.

Wearing a simple pair of jeans and a white casual shirt, Beitang Yaori went straight to the crowded street.

The air was filled with splashes of red powder, and the colors of the people dyed by the powder pigments were brilliant and vivid.

Increasingly, Indians are pouring into the streets, smearing their faces and bodies with gaudy paint, singing and dancing while splashing colourful paint powders on others.

Needless to say, this is a way to express your happiness and blessings to each other.

Although Beitang Bright Sun is a simple ordinary dress, with a very high body frame and a handsome face, it is natural that many Indian girls have favored men.

The more you are sprinkled with colorful powder, the more you will only prove that you are more attractive.

After a while, Beitang Yaori's whole body was painted in various colors, including the handsome face, and the pale pink paint came to his face.

A large group of drums and dancing people, the warm celebration of the festive atmosphere, people can not help but be infected with happiness.

The corners of Beitang Yaori's mouth curved slightly, feeling the colorful festival feast with strong characteristics of different countries.

Bell bell bell -

To the sound of a loud drum, an elderly man with a thick white beard rode an elephant and led a grand procession of shapes slowly.

Everyone got out of the way, and the loud exclamations in the crowd made it not difficult for Beitang Yaori to guess something.

[Ruby, our Indian ruby princess, Vidya princess!] ]

The procession weaves through the crowd of onlookers, and among the privates is a golden sedan chair decorated with colorful chrysanthemums, the symbol of the national flower, with the royal family's royal umbrella at the top, and the attendants on both sides holding aloft peacock feather fans and yak tails to whisk the dust, to show the dignity of royal power.

The princess in the sedan chair is the focus of amazement!

The pink luxurious silk sari is half-obscured, and the strings of silver bracelets on the wrists are shiny and delicate.

Walking to the most lively center, the princess took off her veil, looked at all the colorful people with a gentle smile on her face, raised the golden pot in her hand, and threw it upwards with all her might.

The red powder inside spread out in the air, draping almost everyone's body.

The crowd erupted in even more cheerful voices and chanted: "Vidia, Vidia! ]

The rhythm of the drums sounded, and the princess descended from the golden elephant and danced to the music and the crowd in the pink paint powder.

India is an ancient capital, and the quintessential dances that have been handed down for thousands of years are beautiful and pleasant.

Looking at the dancing pink sari princess, Kitado Yaori's gaze was almost fixed on her bright smile, which was the kind of sunny smile he had ever seen.

There is no doubt that in the past five years, Lin Nuanxi has lived very well here.

It was almost like another heavenly realm, Beitang Yaori couldn't help but get closer and closer to the princess, grabbing a handful of red powder in his hand.

With the rhythmic music, Beitang Yaori smoothly circled around Vidia's side, and for the first time her face showed the liveliness and smile of a relaxed big boy.