There are also some paintings in the museum that reflect the war, those paintings, depicting the wounded, painting the soldiers, and painting scenes of wind and fire. From those paintings, we can see the painter's thoughts on war.

Does war need philosophy? Of course, philosophy is needed, and in the course of war, philosophy is needed, and without philosophy, how can we fight a war? After war, we also need philosophy, and we need to use philosophical thinking to think about war and all kinds of construction after war.

Generally speaking, war is extremely destructive, it has a devastating blow to factories, families in society, transportation, etc., as soon as the war comes, happy families are destroyed, transportation and logistics are paralyzed, culture is destroyed, and many cultural relics, including classic art works, are destroyed.

Even so, there are still art lovers who love art in the flames of war, insist on artistic creation, and in the raging war, in the smoke of gunpowder, they are valuable adherents, and they use their paintings to awaken people's conscience.

In the art museum that Huo Mao visited, there are many contemporary painters painting, including the paintings of the world-class artist Mr. Huzi, this poor mountain art museum, in fact, is not big, in this inconspicuous art museum, can see Mr. Huzi's paintings, Huo Mao is still surprised in his heart.

Huzi is a dissolute person, but he will also restrain and be a decent person. His paintings are famous far and wide, they all say that he paints well, he does paint well, he seems to have been born to paint, he is an extremely great master of art.

It is gratifying that this tiger has recently paid attention to the Second Star War, and he has painted some paintings about the Second Star War, and his paintings care for mankind.

However, the talk in the pocket disagrees with Huo Mao's judgment, saying that this is a lie, or that it is an unpopular painter imitating Huzi's painting.

After the analysis of the talk, Huo Mao agreed with the point of view. Indeed, Huzi's original work is not hanging here, what hangs here is an imitation.

The Second Star War caused the closure of many factories, many factories were blown up by the enemy because of the war, some roads that were originally used by cars and cars also became deserted, many goods, because of the war, could not be transported, a large number of goods were unsalable, and the whole society was almost paralyzed. People are cursing the Blue Dream Man, they are all cursing the war, but these complaints, those tears of pain, are of no avail.

War is cruel and bloody, but there is no doubt that war has existed since ancient times, and has been accompanied by the process of human civilization, it seems that there is no war, there is no civilization, if the replacement of each dynasty has brought a new and higher civilization, then the birth of these new dynasties is inseparable from war, no dynasty is negotiated, all are fought in war.

When the leader of a dynasty dares to constantly wage wars and expand his territory, he will be admired by the people, and he will be regarded as a great man and a man of courage. Indeed, the large territory of the country is a manifestation of grandeur. This is like a human house, a person can live in a very big villa, it is magnificent.

In this second interstellar war, people generally feel that this is a world without love, so people call for love, call for great love, this great love, is to love the earth, love the world, love others. It is said that the earth in the past was a loving earth, and after the Second Star War, it was said that the earth became a loveless earth.

In fact, the earth is like a mountain, like water, some poets write poems, often put their feelings on the landscape, so that the poems written, the landscape has feelings. Just like the earth, the people of the earth, each of them is like a poet, so the earth has feelings, in fact, the earth is the same as mountains and water, mountains and water have no feelings, the earth also has no feelings, and people have feelings.

When Huo Mao chatted with Meng Hai on the Internet, he learned that Meng Hai had recently been lewd again, and he had come into contact with other women, Meng Hai asked Huo Mao who the woman next to him was, and whether she had been harmed by the war, Huo Mao said that she was very safe, and she had a girl in her pocket, and she called out.

Meng Hai and Yun Antmo are still good friends, but at the same time, Meng Hai is still in contact with other women, and the women he comes into contact with, he doesn't know their names, and he doesn't want to know their names, just have an intimate relationship with them, this is a bit vague, to put it clearly, it is to have a sexual relationship.

The women Meng Hai came into contact with, he was lying on the sofa one day and thought about it, and counted dozens of them, and among these dozens of women, there were little girls, big sisters, and old people, some beautiful, some old and ugly.

There were some things she didn't like, or even hated, about the women Meng Hai came into contact with, just because their overall state gave people a very ugly feeling.

Just yesterday, Meng Hai came into contact with her forty-ninth woman, this is only a rough estimate, there should be some that he did not calculate, he did not contact a woman, just make a record, this habit is only recently his. Okay, if you miss the women, you can leave them out, if you say that those women you don't like can be excluded, just make up the missing women, exclude one, make up one, the number is still forty-nine. Because Meng Hai can't remember how many women he has come into contact with, he can't be precise in this matter, he can only say that he has come into contact with so many women, he can say that he has had relationships with about so many women, of course, but they get together quickly and disperse quickly.

When Huo Mao learned that Meng Hai was not with Yun Ant Mo, Huo Mao counted Meng Hai down, saying that Meng Hai was not authentic, and he should find Yun Ant Mo and be by Yun Ant Mo's side. Meng Hai said, isn't there no Lan Lanlan by your side, the girl next to you is called to talk.

In the face of Meng Hai's words, Huo Mao was speechless, the girl next to Huo Mao was indeed not Lan Lanlan, but talking.

Meng Hai has come into contact with about forty-nine women, and his recent habit is that for every one he comes into contact with, he will add one, and if he comes into contact with one more, forty-nine will be changed to fifty. On the Internet, Meng Hai still has important information to tell Huo Mao. On the way to Meng Haimian's flowers, he saw some blue aliens, exploring the terrain, maybe those people were going to launch a battlefield in the area where Meng Hai was located, and cleanse the people in that place. Meng Hai also sent pictures.

Huo Mao saw this message from Meng Hai, so he asked him if he had told Ye Duhong this information, and Meng Hai said that he hadn't. Huo Mao said that he would report to Ye Duhong.

After analyzing the photos, Huo Mao told Ye Duhong this information, and after Ye Duhong saw the information, he said that this information was quite important, so he handed over this information to the military of Lan Lu Kingdom, and the troops would make strict deployments based on this information.

Ye Duhong has his military plan, although he does not have any identity, he has many friends who work in the leadership of Lan Lu Kingdom, he can provide important information for the military, and he knows Huo Mao, Meng Hai and many other friends who can provide important information to Ye Duhong.

Huo Mao's heart was replenished with strength again, and he believed that he would achieve the final victory against the Remnant Dream Star Man.

In the art museum, the wonderful paintings attract Huo Mao, but also attract talk, and also attract others who come to visit and appreciate the art works.

The people in the museum are respectable people, and they use their souls to communicate with the souls of the paintings, and there is no doubt that this is a communication between souls, and this is a noble exchange.

And Huo Mao can't understand a lot of paintings, not all paintings he can understand, if a painting can be understood at once, see through, but there is no meaning, appreciate the interest of paintings, it is a very interesting thing, this interest is between the seeming and none.

These people who are engaged in painting, at the risk of their lives, are painting, holding art exhibitions, and in the world burned by war, they use beauty to summon the good side of human nature.

When I came out of the art museum, it was getting late, and I was about to fall asleep in Huo Mao's pocket, but I walked three hundred meters outside the art museum, and there was a noisy scene, and I said that I was sleepy.

It was a funeral, a few people carrying the coffin, a few people following behind, they were all dressed strangely, and some were crying. In this twilight, some people weep, and they were afraid.

The mourning music is especially disturbing people's hearts, Huo Mao was frightened by this mourning music, such a gloomy music, it is not good to listen to the whole person.

Let's talk about urging Huo Mao, hurry up, if you don't go, your soul will be broken. Tell me about it, her soul is about to be shattered by this eerie music. When Huo Mao heard what he said, he quickly moved his steps and hurried away, he wanted to leave this gloomy occasion with the talk.

When Huo Mao passed by that occasion, he got the information that the person died because of murder, it was a blue alien who made a conspiracy, killed that person, that person died, the family was very sad, and the cry just now broke people's hearts and souls.

Leaving the funeral site, I finally arrived at a stable area. Huo Mao asked if he was sleepy, if he was sleepy, if he was sleepy, he was sleepy just now, but after listening to the gloomy sadness, he was not sleepy. It's so scary, it's too exciting.

Huo Mao walked this way, tired, not tired, because in the Huo Mao pocket, Huo Mao is like a coachman, and it is a customer.

The poor mountain was cold, the sound of water flowing on the mountain, Huo Mao yawned, he also wanted to have a bag, he could lie in the bag and sleep. Talking about sleeping in her own pocket, Huo Mao wondered, can there be a giant, a giant woman, who can lie down in her pocket and sleep, just like lying in her own pocket.

Huo Mao was happy with this idea, he fantasized that such a giant would appear, of course, he knew that such a giant would not appear.

He said that he came here to avoid the terrible and gloomy funeral scene, but in fact, Huo Mao didn't know where to play. (To be continued.) )