Scattered

Ta, tap, tap. Someone passed away gracefully, leaving behind a trace of flesh and blood, love, hate and ferocious scars. The starlight of the fool has been worn out, and the wings have been folded, but the good dream is growing without leaving a sound. Fortunately, a fool picked up the broken hearts everywhere and pieced together a flesh-and-blood Zhouting. Loving him is the gentle and precious feeling of white clouds brushing the rice paper, and the strong and heavy feeling of the black knight spreading on the cloth. The man passed by the rain alley, and the rain knocked on the window, and even more on the beautiful window. But in the end, the wind and rain turned into water, dripping on his paper, and he swam out the best return journey. Zhouting, let's take the painting and go home. "It's hard to pay for your smile. Wow, Zhou Ting, I've made a fortune." "Go away!" Yue Zhouting smiled again. "I want you to smile at me! Only I can make this money." "You are such a young man, why do you insist on learning painting?" "Because, through this thin layer of painting paper, I want to see the changes in human thought for thousands of years, hear the voice of the painter who spent his whole life painting, and then describe a burning chest. Of course, the most important thing is to be able to trace your outline." Leng Zhuxi smiled and turned to look at Yue Zhouting, "What about you? Darling." "Traditional culture cannot be let down. Be loyal to it, respect it, and love it all your life. From the moment I picked up the brush, the mission of protecting and inheriting it is in our hands until eternity." Plot: Master in Western painting and get fertilized in Chinese painting. Attack the memory loss, know the feeling before the memory loss. Later I lost my memory and couldn't remember suffering it. When I saw Shou again, I fell in love with him at first sight. Later, because of some things, I worked with him and found out that he was good at Chinese painting and fell in love with him and cured him! ! It's probably a story about a feeling of lack of security meeting a gentle and aggressive person hhhhhh, what a magnificent Chinese painting szd! ! ! ! Emotional experience: After being abused by a scumbag, he really fell in love with that person. He changed himself for him and learned Western painting. Later, when faced with an attack, there were countless twists and turns. Let's look at this star of firefly candles, lighting up a boat of smoke. Intention: Once upon a time, it was you and me who were wrong. What I can't miss is your face and your smile.