A different kind of "fog" diffused from the ground, or from the mountains, and was perceived by Xu Guangling from vague to clear.

And when this perception became clear and stabilized, the mountains were all over the country, so that the entire sky that Xu Guangling could sense was already covered with this kind of fog.

Then a strange event that Xu Guangling did not expect happened.

The mist is like the wind.

And in his "dream", the five-colored flowers that seemed to be immobile forever actually swayed with the mist.

No, not a swing, but cheers.

Or rather, caper.

Xu Guangling sensed with great certainty that under the infiltration of this wind-like mist, the red, yellow, green, white, and black, the five flowers, were all changing!

The red flowers and yellow flowers have already finished blooming, bright and crystalline, and the elegance is peerless.

Xu Guangling had always thought that there would be nothing more beautiful in this world than them, but then he knew that he was wrong. There is a more beautiful existence. - their own upgrades.

What is more beautiful than the elegance of the peerless generation?

Words are always scarce.

In the past, Xu Guangling was a "little writer", and he was still quite famous in several local newspapers. If there was some hype at the time, it may not be impossible to fight for the titles of "juvenile prodigy", "genius writer" and so on.

But that was a long time ago.

It has been so long that "Xu Humble Yan" at this moment cannot find any words that can be used to describe the beauty he sees.

Xu Guangling didn't learn to paint, but he does know how to paint now.

Just like the painting in the park some time ago, although it is the first painting in my life, there are too many deficiencies and points to be pointed out, but objectively speaking, the level is quite good.

The disadvantage of that painting lies in the technique, but the advantage is that the good painting is naturally brilliant.

But there is no color in the world, which can compare to the splendor that Xu Guangling sees now.

Red, yellow, these two flowers are monochrome solid colors, but at this time, feeling immersed in it, Xu Guangling clearly saw 100 million colors in this monochrome pure color, which is from light to dark, from light to strong and from bright to deep color exhibition gathered together.

Xu Guangling's painting level, in front of such a sample, can only score zero.

In addition to writing and painting, Xu Guangling also understands music, and among the three, music is his best and his "old business".

But at this time, Xu Guangling only felt a lack of consciousness.

Countless melodies flow in the consciousness as if they were nothing, but all the melodies are too monotonous, too boring, too pale.

The red and yellow flowers swayed gently in Xu Guangling's dream, and I don't know if they moved with the fog or the fog moved with them, in short, swaying, swinging, I didn't see the reduction of the fog, but I only saw the two flowers, which became more and more brilliant and dusty.

It was also at this time that Xu Guangling learned that the original blooming was not the end, let alone the extreme.

The next moment, his attention shifted from the red and yellow flowers to the other three.

Both red and yellow have finished blooming.

Cyan flowers, in the process of changing.

The white and yellow flowers are the same as before.

And at this time, the situation that made Xu Guangling even a little frightened happened to these three flowers.

The three flowers swayed and swayed, and the gloom and variegation on them were vanished at a rate a thousand times faster than before!

Xu Guangling almost watched, well, he was just a conscious perception at the moment.

In perception, he saw that the cyan flower, spinning, spinning, spinning...... And then in this rippling water, the bud that should have been transformed at least half a month later bloomed slowly, petal by petal.

And when it blooms, it also means that all the blemishes have faded, and all the gloom and variegated colors that existed before are a thing of the past.

Now it is only brilliant, only crystalline, and only peerless.

Xu Guangling even had an emotion in his heart at this time, and that emotion was called moving.

Touched by this metamorphosis.

Touched by an incomprehensible beauty.

And the remaining white and black flowers, although they are still buds, but their changes can be seen very obviously!

Xu Guangling was completely immersed in the five-color flower realm.

It wasn't until the swaying of the five-colored flowers stopped at some point, and then, when consciousness returned, the eye of heaven was activated again, and at this time, Xu Guangling found that the sky was already in twilight, and the fluttering snow had already stopped.

Xu Guangling moved slowly from stillness, and the snow on his body was scattered by him little by little, until after a few volleys, all the snow was removed.

A moment in the weather.

A heavy snowfall took away all the clouds, all the fog.

At this moment, it is twilight, and Xu Guangling cannot be sure of the specific time point, because the sun has set, and the moon has not come out.

The stars are all over the sky, but Xu Guangling doesn't know much about the stars. At this time, standing here, looking up at the sky, all Xu Guangling could identify was the Big Dipper, well, the North Star was also counted, and all the other stars were strange to him.

According to that big spoon, it is possible to locate the time, but Xu Guangling does not understand.

When he gets back, he'll take the time to catch up on this lesson, well, "Elementary Astronomy."

"Morning Glory, Bright River Han Girl. ”

"The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win and there are countless people in the world. ”

There are so many beautiful expressions in ancient poems, but he now has no understanding of these two stars, which should not be.

But in fact, there are excusable circumstances.

Xu Guangling lives in the city most of the time, and most of the cities in China are not very friendly to the sky and the stars. And this kind of unfriendliness is enough to dispel the impracticality of the vast majority of people.

In the four seas and eight wilderness of Kyushu, how many people are there to enjoy the moon and stargaze?

Looking up, looking at the sky, such a simple action, has basically become an ancient legend.

Some wandering threads flashed from Xu Guangling's consciousness, but they were only fleeting.

It's twilight.

But it's not dim.

The snow everywhere made this world crystal clear, and it was not even much darker than during the day. But because it was indeed night, there was a different kind of style.

The clouds open, and the fog disperses.

The wind stops, the snow stops.

Xu Guangling stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the six together.

The sky is like a wash, like darkness and deep blue, and the bright stars are dotted in between, embellishing the entire canopy into an extremely complex and beautiful diamond exhibition hall. Xu Guangling stood in this place that was "not more than a foot from the sky", as if he could pick one, two, or three at will.

The earth, wrapped in silver makeup, is like the world of Yaotai.

Tianchi also revealed her full appearance at this moment, but it was an ice beauty dressed in a snow veil.

If Xu Guangling wants to see her smile and look back, he needs to wait, waiting for more than two hundred sunrises and moonsets.

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