There are three thousand roads, all of which can be holy. In ancient times, wars broke out everywhere, the world collapsed, saints fell, and the orthodoxy collapsed. Among the three thousand roads, only one is left, which is called 'painting the road'. Draw a paintbrush, paint the world, paint the sun, the moon and the stars, all things in the palm of your hand! This is the Dao of painting! A little bit? The beauty of the city is about beauty, don't really overwhelm a city... A beauty is a disaster. No, no. 1w5, quality assurance!