Chapter 162 Seven-Color Firefly

After saying goodbye to Longjiao Province for a while, Roland Hill put on clothes that were convenient for action and set off again.

Silver hair fluttered in the wind, the galloping figure swept across the forest and mountains, and the area where pedestrians disappeared was as familiar and clear to her as a back garden.

The air in the shade of the tree is fresh and comfortable, and the air brushes against the cheeks and skin. No matter how many times, I never get tired of this feeling.

The movements and creatures in the radius of ten years are clearly visible in my mind. Every trace of wind and air currents outlines the world, so moving and beautiful, even the little weeds and flowers that can be seen everywhere are blooming in the sun and breeze. .

Compared with complex and changeable social relationships, Roland Hill prefers the simple and comfortable nature, the breeze blowing by the side of his ears, that kind of unrestrained feeling, no matter how many times, he will never get tired of it. If it weren't for the responsibilities and missions she carried, I'm afraid this girl would have been living a leisurely life in the forest.

After entering the empire, she was busy with various things. Although it would not make her unbearable, she was still a little gloomy. After coming out this time, she was like a loose bird flying happily under the sky.

Once again, he jumped out of the emerald-colored forest, and his body rushed towards the empty sky. Below was the magnificent world that stretched for hundreds of kilometers, which appeared in his eyes again.

Living all year round in small cities, mountains, forests, ground, etc., limited by perspective and obstacles, it is difficult for creatures to observe from a higher, far wider angle.

The world is still this world, but as long as you turn the angle of view a little, you will find a completely different landscape.

Just like glass, when you are stuck at an angle, it is so boring and boring, but when you rotate it gently, it will refract the sunlight into a colorful halo, showing a different kind of beauty.

The empire is sinking, full of hunger, lies, bullying, despair and pain, making Roland Hill sad, but looking at it from the perspective of time, human beings are lucky.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, it stood out from hundreds of millions of creatures and became the overlord of the earth, developing wisdom, civilization, and history far beyond other animals.

Compared to the tiny Milky Way star sand, how tiny these hundred thousand years of time are, like a grain of sand passing by in a flash.

But civilization ignited and changed everything.

In the late Jurassic, after the decline of the sauriform dinosaurs, the Permian overlord, Synapsids, was finally revived again. Mammals, as the most successful and powerful species under Synapsids, began to rule the earth. Canis suborder The two major groups under the carnivorous order, the cat-type suborder, competed with each other for the top position of the food chain, until the primate human was born, conquered the earth, and wiped out many giant beasts.

On the ground, wolves (canis suborder) eat sheep (artiodactyla), but in the sea, sheep (killer whales under artiodactyl order) eat wolves (seal sea lions under canis suborder), the evolution and transformation of creatures are so amazing Amazed.

Despite various ups and downs and twists and turns, civilization has not stopped its progress.

The brutality and bloodshed of the First Era gradually receded, the cruelty and oppression of the Second Era slowly dissipated, and now it is the Third Era full of changes. There are both the unity of all races in the early days when they faced chaos together, and the ideals that dissipate later. , each in the direction of self-conservation.

People yearn for a better future, but do not believe that there will be such a world. Dreams and reality are intertwined with heartbreaking rifts, and there is no way to follow.

Farewell to childhood fairy tales

The heart is swaying like a broken boat, drifting to the distance in the mist

It may take a long time to find the right direction

Anxiety and numbness torment the heart

I don't want to swing the oars in vain anymore

Tiredness and sadness filled the body, heavy and weak

if i tell you

Believe in the world again

Feeling angry and ridiculed

Powerless persuasion is tiresome

So

just please don't forget

Don't forget the humiliation suffered today

Remember that sneering face

Such unpleasant words should always be chewed in my heart

gritted teeth in bitterness

squeeze out every drop of juice

engraved deep inside

Anger doesn't cloud your mind

It's a fire that burns forever

Let you go forward and face the cold front

across countless battlefields

someday

you will meet your dreams

In the dark forest, a girl in a white dress sat on a branch with her eyes slightly closed.

The lyre in his hand plucked softly at the fingertips, the light notes danced, and the light blue shimmering butterflies flew on the strings, like fireflies, flying in the forest at night.

Not to gain fame, not to please others, not to make profits, just to express the overflowing emotions in my heart.

Loren Hill sat in this peaceful forest and sang softly.

Why does music exist? Is it really worth learning if it has to be used for awards and profits? Is there a possibility that, in the most ancient beginnings, it was only used by living beings to express their thoughts and thoughts and make people’s hearts feel better? Soothing melodious behavior.

It's not a piece of music written for someone, just to express one's own joy and tears, sadness and melancholy, anticipation and pride.

So free to do as you please, the target of the note turning just needs to listen

My own voice is simple and free, without any constraints, even if it is a simple rhythm, so reciprocating, it can make my heart cheer for it.

While the girl was expressing her thoughts and thoughts to the fullest, various branches and buds also grew in the blue butterfly scale light, and they went round one arc after another, unfolding their leaves and petals.

The growth of life does not need any guidance, it will spontaneously find a suitable direction, these vines and branches and leaves gradually spread over the corners of the forest, they breathe and sway with the ups and downs of the music, and the faintly fluorescent buds gradually form on the branches.

In this forest stage where no one is watching, blue, red, orange, yellow, cyan, and colorful flowers bloom one by one, embellishing it, like a fairy tale fairyland.

The pure white skirt and silver hair swayed slightly, and under the light of faint fluorescence, the hazy face was like a dream and a fantasy, which made life sink.

In the corner of the low tree shade, small animals and monsters of different shapes quietly looked at the center of the stage, surrounded by seven-color fireflies, and on the branches everywhere, birds stood on the branches. , the pupils swayed as the slender fingers twitched.

After getting away from the hustle and bustle of the city, the silver-haired girl sat on the branch for rest, playing softly, and the music turned back and forth again and again until the end gradually came.

Slowly, she opened her slightly closed eyelashes again, and her light blue transparent pupils looked around in surprise.

Looking at the little animals and birds that were quietly watching her in the woods, the girl showed a rare smile, flawless and pure.

Thank you all for listening, the girl quietly recited in her heart, and a relaxed and carefree feeling came to her mind.

It was like a water glass filled with various liquids, and the gradually turbid water glass was poured again, poured out all the liquids, cleaned it up, and became clean and thorough, as clear as the sky.

It's great, I feel a lot more at ease.

Loren Hill lay on his back on the dense canopy, looking at the summer night sky, countless stars were clearly visible, twinkling.

Then close your eyes again and feel the wind blowing freely through the sky and the earth.