The ice-blue sky spreads its wings and pushes happiness and misfortune to whom, the faint dark red squeezes out the river of sorrow and brings joy and sorrow to whom, the helpless ending is the negligence of the process or a beautiful mistake from the beginning, the long wait is a woven lie too perfect or a fragile heart does not believe its own eyes.

Dugu Arrow rode a white horse against the scorching sun and galloped towards the other end of the unknown, the dust raised behind him blurred the gap in memory like a cluster of fluttering white butterflies, and as the clatter of the horse's hooves penetrated the scale of his throat to the end of his nerves, he was gradually pulled into contemplation by the shadow of the white butterfly: Lan Xingye, the king of light, suddenly asked me to return to the country of light, is there going to be an earth-shattering event, he said on the surface that it was for my good, but he refused to tell me what my fate was, the kings of the six kingdoms have their own beliefs and perseverance, will they let down their guard and accept the invitation of the king of light, the road to the country of light is novel and dangerousCan I alone overcome the suffering and temptation to reach the end of happiness, my parents and wife and daughter stay in the wooden house and cannot see the stars in the sky or the brightness of the moonlight, and their thoughts can only be stranded on the riverbank to bear the loneliness of their hearts alone......

Dugu Jian thought about his eyes overflowing with tears, whether his persistent pursuit of dreams was too paranoid, or too selfish, he remembered his life after he and Jinglena returned to the wooden house, although their love was safe and stable on the surface, but they didn't know how many layers were cut inside, and their infidelity buried the simplicity of love, and also buried the little trust behind happiness.

He kept asking himself what love is, does platonic love really exist, how long can love without bread last, hypocritical love captures the heart and true love is destined to be reduced to a phantom, the material world is too realistic and the spiritual famine is not cared for after all, even if a beautiful face is full of deception and flattery, is it better than a mediocre looking and kind heart, but God is always fair to everyone, no one can stay young forever and cannot always be superman, when the hurricane in the middle of the night tore the mask of the soul and scraped the ugliness without leaving a trace of filthDo those humble beings see their own loneliness and the satisfaction of others......

The intense fragrance of roses broke through the clouds and found a stranded place in whose memory, the scars of the soul connected by the torn petals threw the beauty in which corner of the wasteland, the bright warm sun began to invade from the end of the green leaves, and then flowed to the center through the loneliness of the fingertips, and the invisible light was like an eye in the dark night, without support but with wings. In the same way, in our world, everyone has their own sorrows, everyone hovers between love and unlove, and gradually, when happiness becomes a luxury, fate is like a cabin in the ocean, fixed in the middle of the sea, without the slightest resistance, only a surrender of sinking and floating.

Dugu Arrow rode a horse to the country of flowers, the sea of flowers against the looming of the building will pull the phantom of the butterfly is particularly charming, as if the butterfly has turned into a beam of light sticking to the front and back of the heart, at this time, he saw the king of the country of flowers and brocade standing in front of the hall and waving his arm, he quickened his pace like a puff of light smoke ran up, when he came to the monarch's face, he found that the monarch's cheeks were not as rosy as when he first met, but instead a layer of dark brown gray, his spine seemed to bear hundreds of pounds of load, and he couldn't stand up and bend, Hanging in the air hard, like the bright moon in the dark night, was smeared with a ghostly light.

Dugu Jian stood there quietly and looked at the monarch's face, he knew that the afterglow of the setting sun had already stayed at the front of dawn waiting for the stars to cool, and the warmth of the red sun was kissing the boundless ice blue and the fragrance of flowers. After a while, Dugu Jian spoke: "I haven't seen it for a few years, the monarch's face is so haggard, and his body is a lot more rickety, is there something troubled?" "In the past few years, I have been worrying about who will inherit the throne in the country of flowers, but now there is a suitable candidate. The monarch's voice was a little vicissitudes of life, and he said meaningfully. "So Blue Diamond Tears has found her crush, and I'm really happy for her. Dugu Jian lowered his head and said with some shame.

"Yes, they will have a wedding in a while, and I wish my daughter eternal happiness with the prince of the neighboring country. The monarch's gaze was a little glazed, like the eyes of a wooden fish. "Yes, after the blue diamond tears are injured, she will understand that she does not belong to herself, she does not demand, and she cherishes what belongs to herself, I believe that she has become a lot more sophisticated from the original simplicity. Dugu Arrow stroked the horse's mane, and the protruding saddle was like a half-moon. The monarch was silent for a long time, and then he changed the subject and said, "Is there anything important for you to come to the country of flowers this time, I heard that your wife has given birth to a pair of children for you. "Monarch, I have come this time to complete the mission given to me by the Lord of Light, Lan Xingye, and he said that he has a major decision to make, this decision is related to the prosperity of all kingdoms, and I hope you will accept my invitation. Dugu Jian clasped his hands together and bowed his head and said.

"I will definitely agree to the invitation of the Lord of Light, and I will go with you when you leave. The monarch smiled and said cheerfully. "I'm on my way at dawn to-morrow, so pack your bags first, and I'll watch in your kingdom. Dugu Jian hugged the monarch together, like friends who had never met. At this time, a sad butterfly rested on Dugu Jian's shoulder, he shook gently, the butterfly spread its wings and flew into the stamens of the rose, he was neither excited nor sad, until the butterfly's tears soaked the petals into a blood-red ......