"The sun shines in the sky, the flowers smile at me, the birds say, ..... early"

Ouyang lifted the quilt and bounced up,

"Uncle, can you not use this ringtone, I thought my dad was here!"

Nie Yuanbin came over with the milk and put the cup on the bedside table.

"Get up, little ghost, your dad told you to go back digging coal."

Ouyang stretched his waist and glanced at Nie Yuanbin with slanted eyes,

"If I'm gone, you'll be lonely and old, tsk, so pitiful."

After speaking, he jumped out of bed and poured the milk into his stomach in one go, shook Nie Yuanbin's eyes, and brushed his teeth.

Ouyang Jinglin, with red hair, thick eyebrows, fair skin, slightly thin lips, slightly raised corners of the mouth, a well-defined and straight face, a cleanly shaved beard, slender eyes, and very black pupils, the whole looks like a character who came out of an anime.

I don't know where to start, the aesthetic has changed. Everyone began to change from a strong man to a fair-skinned and beautiful man; What's more, this fair-skinned and beautiful man chased after another Mr. Hei Changzhi, stalking him, but the result was gratifying. This black chief couldn't withstand the attack of Shengshi Meiyan, and obediently offered his true heart to show his loyalty.

Since he got it, this prosperous beauty has begun to think about the desire to refuse and welcome the law, and it is called the highest level of falling in love.

As a result, things reversed, and Hei Changzhi completely fell into the "trap" of Shengshi Beauty, and became the "old mother" of Shengshi Beauty, taking care of him willingly every day.

Ouyang Jinglin grew up with his sister since he was a child, although his family was wealthy, his mother died early, and his father took care of the business in the coal mine, and he spent much more time away than at home.

Ouyang Jinglin was influenced by his sister and had a great passion for painting.

He has been relatively independent since he was a child, and once he has an idea, he will not stop doing it.

Nie Yuanbin knew his temper, so he always prepared in advance, just waiting for this little cub to wake up one day and pull out his legs and hit the road.

His father kept wanting him to go back and take over the family property, but he just wouldn't.

He believes that only ideals and art are noble, and art can give people inspiration and strength, and he wants to use the pen and paint in his hand to express the gifts of nature in the most accurate way.

He stayed in Dunhuang in order to get closer to the temple in the centrifugation.

During his years in Dunhuang, he repeatedly observed various scenes and murals in Dunhuang, constantly adjusting the colors, hoping that one day, the picture would appear fantastic, showing the most consistent and real works.

He professed to be a fanatical idealistic naturalist.

He said that art is to merge what you think with what you see, to revere the classics and nature.

Nie Yuanbin agrees with this.

Ouyang Jinglin has a very high talent and painting power, as well as the tireless pursuit of the ultimate art, with a prosperous beauty, a proud family background, a noble pursuit, and an unstained soul.

Nie Yuanbin sank into such a world built by one person, unable to extricate himself, and didn't want to extricate himself, so he would settle for it, conniving at Ouyang's willfulness and indulgence.

At the same time, it is also a coincidence that Nie Yuanbin has the same dream as Ouyang.

Along the way, they relied on each other, encouraged each other, persevered and persevered, and it was in this process that they gradually became each other's dependence.

He hopes to realize his dream with Ouyang and grow old together.

They said that they must adjust the color that is closest to the truth, so that the painting is as if you are there, and the art becomes a moving landscape.

One day, Ouyang Jinglin will walk into Lop Nur and complete the painting he wants.

"Lao Nie, look, further ahead is Lop Nur, I want to go.

I heard that the sunset in the hinterland over there is very special, the sky is very clean, there is no trace of covering, the sun is hanging naked in the sky, and even its little displacement can be seen.

The boundless Gobi, pure despair, red and yellow intersect and blend, you have me, I have you, no one can separate them. Ouyang Jinglin stood beside Nie Yuanbin, holding his arm with one hand and scribbling in the direction of the sky with the other.

"Little ghost, you haven't heard that in addition to the rare scenery and the terrible curse, no one can get out of Lop Nur.

Their souls are scattered all over the Gobi, and with your delicate little body, aren't you afraid of being eaten by them? ”

Nie Yuanbin scared Ouyang with righteous words.

"As long as you don't eat me." Ouyang turned his face to Nie Yuanbin, and a sweet smile appeared on his face.