Deep Love in Light Times

Broken gold like sunlight falling on the windows, mottled leaves brushing the back of the Maserati sports car, beautiful birds chirping in the branches, the man in the car is extremely beautiful, just like an emperor with gorgeous temperament and extraordinary demeanor. No matter where he goes, he will become the star sky that people admire.

The sun gradually set, the sky a few cloud brand dyed sunset red. The bedroom is quiet, Ling yun'er is sitting in front of the drawing board, daubing.

She is very engaged, very serious, behind that elegant black figure did not attract her attention.

The picture shows the bright colors of autumn leaves and sunset glow. The men in the picture have outlined the preliminary outline. Their faces are calm as water, and their eyes are full of wisdom.

She is carefully sketching men's formal clothes, which are bright and black, which can best set off his imperial beauty. Her eyes are the soul of the painting. She should carefully consider the gem like eyes of men

painters can often fall into meditation and move still, because the idea is the most important issue after they capture the spirit. Once the idea is finished, they can be guided by inspiration Splash ink with brush.

"Is that me?"

Deep male voice, with magnetic, pleasant voice, such as a stone into the calm lake, ripples in circles.

Ling yun'er was shocked to see her secret. She was shy, and her pretty face quickly turned red. The red halo came to her neck and ears. "When did you come back? Have you been standing for a long time? "

"Well, for a while!" She wanted to avoid the embarrassment. After all, she was "caught on the spot" when she painted people behind her back. Unexpectedly, he Hanyu's eyes had already crossed the wall of her body, and her Obsidian eyes fell on the painting board. Her eyes were deep and searching for something.

"What is the name of the painting?" His eyes were fixed on the painting, but his voice fell on her next to him.

"I haven't thought about it yet."

"Well, I'm looking forward to it. How about time?"

"Time" is really good. It fits in with the color, layout, conception and content of the picture. He actually knows that what a painter needs most is to know his eyes.

"Are you a master of painting?" The girl in front of her eyes showed surprise and adoration.

"No, I'm not a good painter. Once upon a time, I had a brother who loved painting very much. Every painting he drew would be shown to me. I am his most loyal audience. His motivation for painting is my praise and praise."

"where is your brother? Can you introduce me to him? He must be a master of painting! "

She asked eagerly and persistently, her hands involuntarily climbing up to his left arm, and shaking unconsciously.

Silence, indoor is a short and long silence.

"He passed away, and I can't see him laughing, jumping, running, hanging around my neck and shouting," brother, see if this picture can win the van Gogh prize. Is this like your brother? Are you really a great brother? When I win the prize, the work must be the eldest brother in the whole page, your brother, I love you most "

he Hanyu falls into the deepest and most affectionate memories There are a few hot tears in the corner of his eyes. His eyes are as bright as a drop of grapes and a bright gem.

"You must love your brother very much, I can understand the pain of losing a loved one"

"no, you can't understand that if the pain and death of a family member is due to his own defects, then his death will make people sad for a period of time, but the pain will not be heartbreaking or piercing, but if he dies abnormally, in other words, he is forced to leave because of other things Life, yes, forced to die, for relatives, this pain is a lifetime can not let go of "

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