When I came back from tutoring, I was pleasantly surprised to receive the results of the rematch of the Light Blue City Painting Competition, but this result also made me happy and sad.

At first, I signed up for the competition with the mentality of giving it a try, but I didn't expect that I actually passed the screening, after all, this competition is a city-level competition.

However, I still don't have any inspiration for the works of the semi-finals, and the theme of this semi-finals is "shared memories", and my brain grunts seem to be a little useless.

The ticking of the car rings in my ears, degree

Waiting for me in this place every day.

Along the way, we didn't speak, and I also understand that people like him, as a medical professional, don't know that these are normal, who told us that the small circle we live in is different?

But yesterday, I also mentioned it to him by chance, and I was thinking about it all the way.

Half an hour later, I found out about the degree

I drove the car to his former home, and I just looked at him strangely and didn't ask anything.

The car continued to drive, Dujia used to be very lively, because this is the place where I often came to play with him when I was a child, at a glance, it seems to be the same beauty, there are fragrant plum blossoms everywhere, and there are big fountains with a bit of dazzling colors, as well as several European and American sculptures, and so on.

I got out of the car, and I walked for about half a circle, and the car stopped in a place that looked like a backyard, as if I hadn't been here before, but I had a vague impression that I had been to this place.

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Park the car, open the door for me, and take my hand like walking in that garden.

It's like a forest of misty forests, albeit on a cold winter day.

The orange and broken sunlight are still so beautiful in the trees, and the plum trees are already dry, but because of the snow cover, they are still very beautiful.

We kept walking, there were some big ones, walked for a long time, and stopped where there were flowers.

Winter flowers have a special flavor, and many of these flowers in the forest are covered in snow.

But those plum blossoms are so strong, they are not afraid of the cold, and they try to show their flower-like faces.

It will make people who see it for the first time feel very shocked, and they will feel very beautiful.

When I looked through the flowers, I saw another miraculous sight, a miracle!

This harmonious, beautiful and innovative picture in front of me is really beautiful.

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Walk me to that place.

It was a house, an Italian-style igloo house, the house was triangular on top, with white snow on it, and there were many trees behind it, and the branches were the same white snow, and the whole thing felt like a painting.

We walked into the house together, it was like a small home, although the place was not particularly large, and there were not many furnishings in the house, but it could be seen that it was a very warm place.

"Who lives here?" I asked.

"This place is not occupied, sometimes when I am in a bad mood, I will come here for a while, sometimes it is an afternoon, sometimes it is a day, sometimes it is two days, it is different!"

I looked out of the window above and said:

"It's really quiet here!"

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He lay on the bed with his hands behind his head, his eyes slightly closed.

I kept looking outside, and it was so quiet from outside and inside the house.

It made me feel like I was in a paradise.

See for a long time I didn't hear the degree si

I looked back and found him asleep.

I don't know if it's a natural degree si

There is a kind of magic, I think that when he closes his eyes, he does not have the usual indifference, but has a kind of peace between his eyebrows.

The long eyelashes gently caressed the skin on the face like a fan, and the face as white as snow was very beautiful.

I suddenly wanted to raise my hand and gently touch the face that had no blemish at all, but when I was in the air, I stopped. The face burned rose.

It wasn't until I looked at it for a long, long time that I finally gave up my eyes and continued to go back to the window and look out.

Looking at it, maybe it's so comfortable that it's really quiet here, I actually fell asleep on the window.

And this awakening actually came to night.

When I woke up, I saw that the room was empty, except for a small orange lamp on the table, and I couldn't help but be scared.

Although I'm not afraid of the dark, I'm just afraid of being left here alone, and although it's quiet here, I can see that few people usually come, but I just feel a little scared.

I curled myself into a small ball and sat in the corner of the grass bed.

After a few minutes, a person walked in, and I looked, it was Du Si

He was carrying a few plates, and I saw that there were a lot of dishes inside, but all of them were vegetables.

"Wake up!" After putting the dishes away, Du Liunian said.

"Good!"

"Wait a minute, let's eat here!"

"Hmm!"

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Going out again, as if cooking, I got out of bed and groped my way outside.

When I saw that the person who was serving the dish with a spoon was Du Si

was stunned for a moment. At this time, too, the degree si

After the last two plates, he walked over, saw my expression and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"How is this happening?"

"If you don't have a kitchen, you'll starve to death if you stay here for a day, or more!"

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I walked in with the food, and I followed.

"Sit down! These are almost all wild vegetables, and I don't know if you can eat them! "Say, Du Si

He handed me a pair of chopsticks.

I looked at the dishes on the table and was surprised to find that this year, who didn't know what Malatang was, actually knew that he would eat wild vegetables.

I took the chopsticks and picked the nearest dish to eat, well~ not bad! Then I ate some more.

Just when I was about to open my mouth, Du Liunian said, "Let's go outside and have a look!" ”

I had no choice but to swallow what I was going to say back into my stomach and follow Du Liunian outside.

We stood in front of the igloo and looked at the forest and the stars in the sky.

At night, the air in the forest is fresh, as if it has been baptized by rain.

I look at the sky, there are a lot of stars in the sky, and sometimes they wink at me mischievously, which is very beautiful.

"Stupid!"

"Huh?" I looked at the people around me.

"Close your eyes!"

I continued to look at the passing years without understanding.

"Close your eyes!"

I had to close my eyes.

After a minute, I heard someone next to me say, "Open up!" ”

I slowly opened my eyes and stared at the scene in front of me, stunned.

The whole garden is now as bright as day, and the snow on the branches is no longer pure white, but there seem to be many colored lights hanging on it, some green, some yellow, some red, some pink, and sometimes even discolored.

I looked at the little dot of light that flashed and lit up in amazement, and I loved it so much.

When I looked back, even the igloo house had a lot of "colorful lanterns" on it.

"It's so beautiful!" I couldn't help but sigh.

"Did you get any inspiration for your work this time?" The person next to him asked.

I raised my eyes and met them.

At this moment, he really looks like a teenager who came out of a fairy tale, under the illumination of many small lanterns, beautiful and unreal.

I felt like I had fallen into a dream, a dream that only appeared in the second dimension.

"Are you inspired for your work?" He asked again.

I came back to my senses, looking at Du Liunian's indifferent but actually very gentle expression, and I understood in my heart that the reason why he brought me here was actually to help me find inspiration.

I looked at Du Liunian gratefully, nodded excitedly, and said, "I found it!" ”

When we got home, I spent a couple of nights drawing everything about the igloo.

However, all these views include me and Du Si

In my paintings, some of the beautiful night scenes of the forest are beautiful, and there are indeed our common memories and inspirations.