"I am an irise, and the moment I stretch my body from the darkness of confusion, I am rooted in this earth.

I have two friends who have worked with me to get out of this land.

It's very warm here, there is no strife, because of the presence of friends, I am not lonely, although we can't communicate, but I still named them in my heart.

One is called Xiaoqing and the other is called Xiaojia.

But I don't know why I gave them that name, I just felt like they should be called that.

The tall guys around me were all tall and thick, and the three of us wanted to be like them.

So we struggled to absorb the nourishment of the earth, and finally we grew as tall as them.

I have also grown my own flower bones, and I want to grow beautiful blue flowers like them. ”

On this day, the three flower seedlings finally ushered in three slight sounds.

"Bang, bang, bang."

The flowers are finally blooming!

But why the three of us were not the same color as the rest of our companions, we were not blue petals, but unusual white.

"We grew white flowers, and the tall people who were friendly around us began to reject us. Although our shape is the same.

But our three white flowers looked so dazzling in this sea of blue flowers.

Although I was sad at first, I felt that we were monsters, but fortunately, with Xiaoqing and Xiaojia, I no longer felt lonely.

We are still irises, and we still symbolize light, even if we are different from other flowers.

We showed our beauty in the sun, and when the rain came, the three of us snuggled up to each other, and I was not alone or alone, because I still had them. ”

Over time, all the flowers have gone through their own process from splendid to decaying.

Sugizawa, Qingqiu, and Shengjia also recovered from this illusion at this moment.

Sugisawa realized in his heart at this moment that in his memory, Van Gogh's "Iris" was indeed the most special white irise.

Perhaps this is Van Gogh's painting of himself, although he is different from most others.

But he still wants to pass on his light to the world.

At that time, Van Gogh's paintings were not recognized and accepted by the world, and he never received too many people during the period in which he lived.

His paintings are deviant and alien, not accepted or understood.

With the disappearance of the illusion, the relationship between him and the Qingqiu Holy Armor has become more intimate.

Throughout the life of Iris, they have always supported each other and accompanied each other, even if the whole world does not recognize them, they have always relied on each other.

Perhaps what this painting really teaches everyone is the relationship with their own painting demons.

Even if the whole world abandons you, only your painting demon will never leave you, always standing by your side to accompany you.

They are the most trustworthy and reliable partners.

Picking up the holy armor on Aogaoka's head, Sugisawa continued to explore the painting.

The picture in their eyes was no longer the same as before, and the scene in their eyes began to flow.

Sugisawa knew that this was not because of the poisonous reaction caused by the previous fog, but because of the way he really saw the painting.

Look at this painting through the eyes of Van Gogh.

Stepping through the original misty area, Sugisawa's vision also changed, and the original tall irises disappeared in front of him, leaving a flowing sea of irises.

The sky also becomes like a whirlpool twisting together, forming a different kind of visual beauty.

Sugisawa stopped, he had spent about the whole day in the illusion.

He took out the brush in his pocket and began to paint, otherwise the brush would drain the aura in his body.

With its own aura as the ink, and the earth as the canvas.

Quietly sketching the structure of an iris.

In terms of who knows irises best in this world, then Sugizawa, who has experienced the life of irises, must be one of the most vocal people.

The stretched leaves quickly outline the concrete shapes under Sugizawa's deft brush, followed by the petals.

He used the method of Chinese painting to explain the iris in his eyes, which is different from Van Gogh's irises.

Van Gogh's irises are more about showing its beautiful colors, in fact, many structures are shown in straight lines, but Sugisawa's fine brushwork shows all soft curves.

It's not that who's good or who's bad, it's just that everyone's painting style is different.

For every 100 painters, there will be 100 ways to paint.

With Sugizawa's ink, his surroundings were already full of irises at this moment.

With the last stroke falling.

Sugisawa just wanted to soothe his arm, but he was stunned by the scene in front of him, it turned out that every iris in the sea of irises he had seen before was a painting demon.

Qingqiu and Shengjia were also taken aback, and they wanted to attack directly, but were stopped by Sugizawa.

These irises didn't mean to attack Sugisawa, or they didn't seem to have attack power in the first place.

Looking at these irises, Sugisawa felt a little kind.

These irises are all rated less than one star, and they should be in the first bloom of wisdom.

Because he has experienced the life of irises, Sugisawa can clearly feel the kindness of these irises.

Qingqiu and Shengjia could naturally feel it, so they gradually let down their guard.

From time to time, I also take my little paws to take a look at the petals of these irises.

The little flowers slapped their paws away in disgust.

Then they lowered their heads and looked at the irises drawn by Sugisawa, but they didn't remember why the strange creature in front of them could make a creature that looked similar.

Some of the bold irises also gently touched the small flower on the ground with their own leaves.

But the little flower on the ground didn't react, which puzzled them.

Confused, he looked at Sugisawa and then at the small flower on the ground.

They felt that Sugisawa and Qingqiu Sacred Armor looked strange but had an inexplicable sense of intimacy, and they didn't know why.

Since I couldn't think of it, I didn't think about it anymore, and looked at Sugisawa and lay on the ground to look at the little flower intently.

Sugisawa found this scene very interesting.

But he also knew that he had come to the painting world this time to explore, not to play.

So he got up and prepared to leave.

Since these irises are not a threat to them, and are even somewhat kind, there is nothing to worry about.

Directly picked up the Qingqiu Holy Armor and prepared to leave.

But something unexpected happened, just after Sugisawa got up and walked a few steps.

The irises behind him also followed Sugizawa's footsteps, and some of them were pushed and fell to the ground by the iris behind them because they were too crowded.

Then he got up from the ground angrily and continued to follow Sugisawa.