Xiao Yan "…"
He imagined a moment’s shifting posture, limbs intertwined …
Hugging in front of the temple, the bodhisattva who has the custom of hurting will feel sad when he sees it.
Xiao Yan decisively decided to take the stairs.
Behind JiJianTong eyes have a moment dim.
There is a great demand for praise, but if you work hard, you will always slowly save enough. Xiao Yan is not discouraged at all
Before going to bed, he dug a handful of fertile land in Lingshan and planted "Meditation Flower"
The hanging tube flower, also known as the burning lily, has slept in the soil for more than ten years and bloomed in the ashes after a forest fire.
One of the factors inducing the growth of hanging flowers is smoke.
It’s almost the same to inhale and exhale clouds when smoking cigarettes.
This kind of flower is very strange and suitable for many life situations, such as smoking on the balcony to relieve boredom when everything goes wrong, and a brilliant red lily slowly blooms in the smoke.
Smell the flowers and appreciate the sadness of life.
For example, a cigarette in the sage’s moment makes his thoughts sublimate again.
Meditation hanging flowers can also purify nicotine in smoke, which is good for smokers and better for people around smokers. It is estimated that it will be a popular product in memorial shops.
Short-term reading of "Meditation on Flowering Flowers" can also help a troubled person …
The next afternoon, it is estimated that Qi Jiantong woke up and Xiao Yan came to the glass greenhouse with a flowerpot. The flowers didn’t smoke weeds, but they grew a lot.
In the greenhouse, there is Lin Xiuyuan, one person and Mei Yun, and a camera is aimed at the claustrophobic epiphyllum to prepare to photograph the scene when it is in full bloom.
Someone came in and Lin Xiuyuan looked up stiffly like a robot with rusty gears "good morning boss"
It was two o’clock in the afternoon.
Xiao Yan didn’t care about this little detail. He put the hanging tube flower beside Xiu Yuan in Lilin.
"Do you smoke?"
Thin fingers with a cigarette.
Lin Xiuyuan seems to want to refuse to think for a moment and then take it in his mouth and light it with Xiao Yan’s hand.
The first time he smoked dry cigarettes, the smell was strong, and he coughed a few times inappropriately.
"I didn’t expect the boss to smoke."
"hmm"
They chatted one build what did not build. In the thick smoke, there was a handful of soil in the flowerpot that arched slightly. The seedlings grew slowly and seemed to need a little encouragement.
Xiao Yan put the flowerpot in front of Qi Jiantong’s eyes. "I’ll give you a magic trick."
Chapter, chapter
Xiao Yan took out the igniter, clicked a fire, and surrounded the flowerpot. The weeds spread rapidly and the whole flowerpot lit a bunch of flames.
Qi Jian was stunned. "What is this?"
"Shh, look."
The high temperature of fireworks distorts the gas, and the embers are covered with soil after burning.
In the ashes, a green seedling stands up and grows hard but persistently.
The seedlings can be seen by the naked eye, and the roots become hard and straight, and the buds appear at the top.
It’s a blink of an eye. It’s as bright as fire. Lily blooms, and it’s strange and sweet.
With the development of science and technology, people have cultivated gene editing species and high-concentration nutrient soil to make plants grow rapidly in a short time.
It is this kind of counting fraud that is too high and generally wins the audience’s admiration in high-end flower shows, stage plays and other performance occasions.
In Lin Xiuyuan’s cognition, Xiao Yan is hiding the top rich. It is not surprising that he casually bought a mountain to farm and arranged for a pot of gene editing seeds to bloom quickly in a good mood.
To Lin Xiuyuan’s surprise, this kind of blooming flowers in ashes opened his eyes wide. "This is …"
The burning lily flowers droop like a meditator.
In mystery, the invisible hand gently reaches into the skull to sort out the tangled thoughts.
Close your eyes and meditate in the thick smoke, such as being in the clouds, leaving thousands of bound thoughts, such as draining water and laying flat, and flowing smoothly and naturally
As if hit by a stream, Lin Xiuyuan trembled and jumped up from his chair and shouted, "I have an idea!" "
He smashed more than half of the finished clay sculpture to the table and lit up his eyes with ecstasy.
Two days later, he showed it to Xiao Yan at the first moment when the sculpture was completed.
Xiao Yan carefully plays an art layman and gives praise "carving is really like"
Some people have this magic. They are not enthusiastic, but some people are indifferent. When chatting, they nod and smile and say "hmm", but they can make each other talk endlessly.
Xiao Yan is such a person.
Lin Xiuyuan talked to Xiao Yan in great detail about techniques, shapes and ideas until he was cut off by Li Wen’s video window.
"Hey, Lin’s father saw your dynamics. Have you finished?"
Lin Xiuyuan left the room to show his sculpture in the corridor. "Isn’t it good?"
Li Wen was ugly for a moment.
It’s not only good, it can be said that the devastating power of flapping butterflies in the amazing flame and the fragile collision combine to create a horrible beauty.
His face changed in a short moment, and Li Wen quickly laughed, "It’s really nice and worthy of being my son."
"Get out of here," Lin Xiuyuan said with a smile. "I’m telling you, you should thank me for coming to this island for a tour. I met a noble person or I couldn’t do this."
There was a moment’s silence across the street.
"Hey, why don’t you answer your father?" Lin xiuyuan shouted
Li Wenyin came back. "Oh, I had a bad signal just now. What did you say?"
Lin Xiuyuan Avenue "I really should thank you for coming to this island to collect the wind …"
After repeating a sentence, Li Wen asked, "What?"
"Hey, hey, wait for me to go back and discuss with you."
"good"
Hang up the communication. Lin Xiuyuan went back to the room with a sculpture and continued to appreciate the basic knowledge of Xiao Yan’s art.
Li Wen is watching a video in the dormitory of Blue Star Art College thousands of miles away.
"I really should thank me for coming to this island to collect the scenery. I met a noble person or I couldn’t do this."