After bidding farewell to Longjiao Province, Loranhill changed into clothes that were convenient for movement and set off again.
Her silver hair fluttered in the wind as she galloped across forests and mountains. The deserted areas were as familiar and clear to her as her back garden.
The air in the shade of the trees is fresh and comfortable, and the air brushes across my cheeks and skin. I never get tired of this feeling no matter how many times I experience it.
The movements and creatures within a radius of ten miles are clearly visible in my mind. Every wisp of wind and air flow outlines this world, making it so moving and beautiful. Even the wild grasses and flowers that can be seen everywhere bloom in the sunshine and breeze.
Compared to the complex and ever-changing social relationships, Loran Hill preferred the simplicity and freedom of nature. The breeze brushing against her ears, that feeling of freedom, never tires of it. If it weren't for the responsibilities and mission she carried, this young woman would probably have remained in the forest, living a leisurely life.
After entering the empire, she was busy with various things. Although it was not unbearable for her, she was still a little depressed. After coming out this time, she was like a bird that had broken free from its reins, flying happily in the sky.
Once again, he leaped out of the green forest and rushed towards the empty sky. Below him was the magnificent world stretching for hundreds of kilometers, which appeared in his eyes again.
Living in small cities, mountains, forests, and the ground all year round, due to the limitations of perspective and obstacles, it is difficult for creatures to observe from a higher and broader perspective.
The world is still the same, but if you change your perspective slightly, you will find a completely different scenery.
Just like glass, when you are stuck at a fixed angle, it is so boring, but when you gently rotate it, it refracts the sunlight into a colorful halo, presenting a different kind of beauty.
The empire was in decline, filled with hunger, lies, bullying, despair and pain, which made Loran Hill sad. But looking at it from the perspective of the long river of time, mankind was lucky.
Hundreds of thousands of years ago, they stood out from billions of creatures and became the overlords of the earth, developing wisdom, civilization, and history far superior to other animals.
Compared to the vast star sand of the Milky Way, these 100,000 years are so insignificant, passing by like a grain of sand.
But civilization was ignited and changed everything.
In the late Jurassic period, after the decline of the Sauropoda dinosaurs, the synapsids, the dominant species of the Permian period, finally experienced a resurgence. Mammals, as the most successful and powerful group within the synapsids, began to dominate the earth. The two major groups within the Carnivora order, Caniformes and Feliformes, competed for the top of the food chain until the primate human emerged, conquered the earth, and wiped out many giant beasts.
On the land, wolves (Canis) eat sheep (Artiodactyla), but in the sea, sheep (killer whales under Artiodactyla) eat wolves (seals and sea lions under Canis). The evolution and transformation of organisms are so amazing.
Despite experiencing various ups and downs and twists and turns, civilization has never stopped progressing.
The barbarity and bloodshed of the First Age gradually receded, the cruelty and oppression of the Second Age slowly dissipated, and now is the Third Age, a time of great change. There was the initial unity of all races when they faced chaos together, but later the ideals dissipated, and each race rushed towards self-preservation.
People yearn for a better future, but they don’t believe that such a world exists. Dreams and reality are intertwined to create a heartbreaking rift, and there is no way forward.
Farewell to childhood fairy tales
My heart is like a broken boat, swaying and drifting away in the fog.
It may take a long time to find the right direction
Anxiety and numbness torment my heart
No longer wanting to paddle in vain
Fatigue and sadness filled the body, heavy and weak
If I tell you
Believe in this world again
Will you feel angry and ridiculed?
Powerless consolation makes people tired
So
Please don't forget
Don't forget the humiliation you suffered today
Remember that sneering face
Such unpleasant words should always be chewed in the heart
Grit your teeth in bitterness
Squeeze out every drop of juice
Engraved deep in the heart
Anger will not cloud your mind
It is an everlasting flame
Let you move forward and face the cold front
Across countless battlefields
One day
You will meet your dream
In the dark forest, a girl in a white dress sat on a tree branch with her eyes slightly closed.
The lyre in his hand was gently plucked at his fingertips, the light notes danced, and light blue glowing butterflies flew up on the strings, like fireflies, dancing in the forest at night.
It's not for fame, not to please others, and not for profit, but simply to express the overflowing emotions in my heart.
Loran Hill sat in this quiet forest, singing softly.
Why does music exist? Does it really have to be used to win awards and make profits to be worth learning? Is there a possibility that in the most ancient beginnings, it was just a behavior used by creatures to express their thoughts and feelings, and to soothe the soul.
It is not a piece of music composed for someone, but simply to express one's own joy and tears, sadness and melancholy, expectation and pride.
It is so free and the goal of the notes turning is just to listen to your own heart. It is simple and free, without any constraints. Even a simple rhythm, repeated like this, can make your heart cheer.
While the girl was expressing her thoughts and ideas, various branches and buds were growing in the green light of butterfly scales. They circled one arc after another and unfolded their leaves and petals.
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