What can you do if you travel through five seconds?

Li Sizhuo continued to paint mountains, rivers, vegetation, rivers and lakes. The painting was spread out very long by Li Sizhuo, and one character after another appeared vividly and vividly on the paper.

Li Sizhuo is only responsible for painting. As for how the world in the painting will develop, this is not something he can consider. He is only responsible for adding characters one after another, and trying to make these characters as close to perfection as possible.

Li Sizhuo spent three days and three nights painting a painting. He poured his heart and soul into every character. Looking at them vividly on the paper, Li Sizhuo even felt like an old father, because these were not just ordinary paintings, they were They can run and jump. They are all living characters, but they live in another world.

Wei Yi looked at Li Sizhuo who was still working hard at drawing and nodded. Although he was stupid, he was not stupid at all. People have things they like to do, but they should not forget what they should do.

Wei Yi left. She still had a lot of things to do. She didn't have time to spend here with Li Sizhuo. The road of spiritual practice would never end. She was just a person who had just embarked on the journey.

The world in the painting became clearer with Li Sizhuo's meticulous carving. This time he was no longer painting figures, but carefully sculpting the mountains, rivers and vegetation. Only the world of figures was empty. He could not regard this painting as just a painting. He has to treat this painting as a world. He is the creator of this world, and he has the responsibility and must polish this world.

At this point, the painting no longer looks like a painting, it is more like a documentary that is constantly being performed. The characters in the painting are constantly developing, and they seem to have their own civilization. The world is no longer monotonous, and the same thoughts Too.

After painting for another seven days, Li Sizhuo felt that he could no longer hold on. His inspiration was drying up. He didn't know what to paint anymore. Moreover, he was very tired, a kind of mental exhaustion. He didn't like painting, so this This kind of painting will not give him any feeling of happiness, nor will it make him addicted to it. He is just a ruthless painting machine.

But he doesn't want to give up. He is lazy, but not stupid. He knows when to rest and when not to rest. It doesn't matter if he takes a short break in practice. Slow practice will eventually make progress, but learning cannot be done in one go. Decline, three and three exhaustion, once he relaxes now, then he will never learn.

He is not the kind of person with great perseverance. He wasn't very good when he was in school, but he knows what can be relaxed and what cannot be relaxed. If he doesn't study well, he will only grow up and collect rags, but now he can't learn these methods. People will die in the future.

Sometimes people still have to push them. If you don't study hard in school, it may not mean you can't learn it. If you say that the last one in each semester will be directly killed, then their grades will definitely go up. If they can kill one, they will definitely go up. faster.

So even if Li Sizhuo couldn't draw, he still had to find a way to make the painting more perfect bit by bit. There shouldn't be any flaws. Sometimes life is just like a painting, isn't it?There are no regrets when you write. Even if you erase the dirty marks, they will leave flaws, making a perfect painting no longer perfect.

Li Sizhuo stood up and twisted his neck. It was really not a human job to paint this painting for so long!He felt that the disc in his waist was about to protrude. After this time, he estimated that he would never paint again in his life. If he painted again, he would become brothers with Wangcai.

There was no rest. After stretching his hands and feet, Li Sizhuo started to paint again. As long as he was not dead, he would paint to death. Who is not a little stubborn anymore? I, Li Sizhuo, also want to save face. If I paint for so long, I will not achieve anything. Then wouldn’t it mean that my painting was in vain? I just changed my name to Bai Zi and painted it.

As Li Sizhuo painted, the world in the painting became more vivid. In a corner that Li Sizhuo didn't notice, a girl who was looking down at a book raised her face.

There was confusion on her face. She looked at the stars in the sky, but she also wanted to know what was beyond the sky. She looked up at the sky. Everything seemed to be in order, but she really wanted to see it. A look at the different colors of the world.

The girl began to walk around in the painting, passing thousands of mountains, crossing thousands of rivers, greeting the morning glow, and collecting rain and dew. The world was a different landscape, but she always felt that the stars in the sky had never changed, and the mountains were always the same. That mountain and the river will always be that river. The world seems to be how it should be. Everything in sight is prosperous.

But she knew that what she wanted was not these. She wanted to find a difference, even a slight flaw. She didn't know why, but she felt that she was different from others.

She searched many people, but did not get any answers, until one day she met someone who had traveled thousands of mountains like her.

"Do you know what's beyond this world?"

"do not know!"

"Would you like to go out?"

"I thought about it before, but now I don't!"

"why?"

"You will die!" "Just like fish in the water, they also want to know what the outside world is like, but once they leave the water, what awaits them is not the excitement outside, but death."

After saying that, she turned and left. The world has its limits. As you grow older and travel through thousands of mountains and rivers, you will eventually know what you need to know.

For example, the stars in the sky will always be the same, and the mountains and rivers will not change. These will all be explored. They are thoughtful, and they also know that there must be a bigger world outside, but they also know that they are the water. fish in.

After all, the world in the painting has changed too little. Smart people will see the flaws sooner or later, but so what, this is their world. As the painter writes, their world will be improved bit by bit. They cannot get out and cannot get out.

The girl stood in silence on the top of the mountain for a long time. She looked towards the lake in the distance. There were many fish there. They were trapped in the water forever, and they would never see the prosperity on the shore.

However, at this moment, a big fish jumped out from the water. At that moment, it seemed to fly into the sky. Its shadow was reflected in the water, and the ripples spread. At this moment, it seemed that it had really left the water.

But almost instantly, an eagle flew by and grabbed the fish. Maybe the life of the fish ended today, but why did it jump out of the water?
The girl looked at the sky. The stars in the sky seemed to be a little brighter. She jumped down from the top of the mountain.

Born in the hazy sky without seeing the sky,
Hike through thousands of mountains.

Once you see through the fish leaping into the water,

Why fear it will turn into smoke.

The world began to blur, and the girl's figure slowly faded, and finally completely disappeared from the painting.

Li Sizhuo put away his pen, and an eagle jumped out of the paper, holding a fat fish in its talons.

However, at this moment, the world in the painting suddenly blurred, a faint smoke rose up, and finally slowly transformed into a human form, and a delicate girl walked out of it and looked at the world curiously.

"Are you the creator of our world?"

The girl asked, looking at the paintings behind her.

"It can be counted!"

Li Sizhuo looked at the girl and said.

"Can I give you a hug?"

"can!"

The girl hugged Li Sizhuo gently, feeling the warmth of this world that she had never felt before, and tears burst into her eyes.

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome!"

Then the girl turned into clouds and slowly disappeared into the world, and there was always a blank space in Li Sizhuo's painting.