A different kind of "mist" spread out from the ground, or from the mountains, and Xu Guangling felt it from vague to clear.
And when this kind of perception became clear and stabilized, the mountains and plains were covered with fog, and the entire sky that Xu Guangling could sense was already filled with this kind of fog.
Then a strange event happened that Xu Guangling had not expected.
The mist is like the wind.
And in his "dream", the five-colored flowers that seemed to remain motionless actually swayed with the mist.
No, not rocking, but cheering.
In other words, excited.
Xu Guangling felt with incomparable certainty that under the infiltration of the wind and mist, the five flowers, red, yellow, green, white, and black, were all changing!
The red flowers and yellow flowers have already finished blooming, and they are bright and translucent, and they are unparalleled in splendor.
Xu Guangling had always thought that nothing in this world could be more beautiful than them, but then he realized that he was wrong. There are more beautiful things. They have their own upgrades.
What is more beautiful than elegance?
Words are always in short supply.
In the past, Xu Guangling was a "little writer", and he was quite famous in several local newspapers. If there was a lot of hype at that time, he might not be able to become a "young prodigy" or a "genius writer"
Waiting for the title.
But that was a long time ago.
It had been so long that "Xu Zhuoyan" at this moment could not find any words to describe the beauty he saw.
Xu Guangling has never studied painting, but he can indeed paint now.
Just like the painting in the park some time ago, although it is the first painting in my life, there are many shortcomings and things that can be pointed out, but objectively speaking, the level is quite good.
The shortcoming of that painting lies in the technique, but the advantage is that a good painting is made by nature and by chance.
But there is no color in the world that can match the splendor that Xu Guangling sees now.
Red and yellow, these two flowers are both single-color solid colors, but at this moment, feeling immersed in them, Xu Guangling clearly saw hundreds of thousands of colors in this single-color solid color, from light to dark, from light to light.
An exhibition of colors that range from bright to deep.
Xu Guangling's painting level can only be rated zero when faced with such a sample.
In addition to writing and painting, Xu Guangling also knows music, and among these three, music is his best, and it is his "old trade".
But at this moment, Xu Guangling only felt a lack of consciousness.
Countless melodies flow through my consciousness, but all of them are too monotonous, too boring, and too pale.
Two flowers, red and yellow, swayed gently in Xu Guangling's dream. He didn't know whether they were moving with the mist or the mist was moving with them. In short, they were shaking and swinging. There was no decrease in the mist, but the mist was not decreasing.
I saw those two flowers becoming more and more dazzling.
It was also at this time that Xu Guangling realized that flower blooming was not the end, let alone the ultimate.
The next moment, his attention shifted from the red and yellow flowers to the other three.
The red and yellow colors have all finished blooming.
Blue flowers are in the process of changing.
The white and yellow flowers are the same as before.
But at this time, something that even made Xu Guangling a little scared happened to these three flowers.
These three flowers were swaying the same, and then swaying, and the dimness and variegation on them were eliminated at a speed hundreds of times faster than before!
Xu Guangling almost watched helplessly, well, he was just consciously sensing it at the moment.
In his perception, he saw that the blue flower swirled, swirled, and swirled again...and then in this water-like rippling, the flower bud that should have completed its transformation after at least half a month,
It actually bloomed like this, petal by petal, slowly.
And when it blooms, it also means that all the flaws have faded away, and all the previous dimness and variegated colors have become a thing of the past.
Now it is only bright, only crystal-clear, only magnificent.
Xu Guangling even had an emotion in his heart at this moment, and that emotion was called moved.
I am moved by this transformation.
Moved by an indescribable beauty.
Although the remaining two flowers, white and black, still look like buds, their changes can be seen very clearly!
Xu Guangling was completely immersed in the five-color flower world.
It wasn't until the swaying of the five-colored flowers stopped at some point, and then his consciousness returned and his celestial eye was activated again. At this time, Xu Guangling discovered that the sky had already entered dusk, and the heavy snow had already stopped.
Xu Guangling moved from stillness to slow movements, shaking the snow on his body bit by bit, until after a few volleys, all the snow was removed.
Just like the weather at the moment.
A heavy snow took away all the clouds and all the fog.
It was late at night, and Xu Guangling couldn't determine the specific time because the sun had already set and the moon had not come out.
The sky is full of stars, but Xu Guangling doesn't know much about stars. At this moment, standing here, looking up at the sky, the only thing Xu Guangling can recognize is the Big Dipper. Well, the North Star also counts, and all other stars are to him
They are all strangers.
It was possible to locate the time based on the big spoon, but Xu Guangling didn't understand.
After returning home, he will find time to catch up on this lesson, um, "Elementary Astronomy".
"The distant Altair, the clear river, the Han girl."
"The thin clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the distance between silver and gold is dark. When gold, wind, jade and dew meet, they will win, and there are countless people in the world."
There are so many beautiful expressions in ancient poetry, but now he doesn't understand these two stars at all. This shouldn't be the case.
But in fact, it is understandable.
Xu Guangling lives in cities most of the time, and most of the cities in China are not very friendly to the sky or the stars. And this unfriendly nature is enough to dispel the unrealism of most people.
How many people are watching the moon and stars in the vast wilderness of Kyushu?
Raising your head and looking at the sky, such a simple action has basically become an ancient legend.
Some fleeting thoughts flashed through Xu Guangling's consciousness, but they only passed by briefly.
It's dusk at this time.
But it's not dark.
The snow all over the place makes the sky and the earth so glittering and translucent that it is not even darker than during the day. But because it is indeed night, it has a different kind of charm.
The clouds opened and the fog dispersed.
The wind stops and the snow stays.
Xu Guangling stood on the top of the mountain and looked at Liuhe.
The sky is like washing, dark and deep blue, and the bright stars are dotted in it, embellishing the entire sky into an extremely complicated and beautiful diamond exhibition hall. Xu Guangling stands in this "not enough feet away from the sky"
It seems that if you reach out and pick at random, you can pick out one, two or three.
The earth is covered with silver, just like the world of Yaotai.
Tianchi also revealed her full face at this moment, but she was an icy beauty covered with snow gauze.
If Xu Guangling wanted to see her smile and look back, he would have to wait for more than two hundred sunrises and moonsets.
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