The grass and trees turned to ashes, the young man was silent and embarrassed, and there was no hope in him. The lotus root dog trudged across the desert so coldly, like the pious atoneer, all his efforts were poured into a hole.
My love was buried by who...
The hot wind blew away the broken hair on the young man's forehead. He was a little dazed and lost his mind, but he seemed like he couldn't remember anything.
"Hello, passenger, may I communicate with you."
A glowing little man appeared in front of the puppy with sunglasses. He was kind and his smile was full of charm.
"What do you want to know? From my withered body." The little dog was dejected, crying and laughing. He knew that his lack of talent and depression in this life were just self-deception. On this road, All his evaluations are fair.
"I want to hear from your mouth what the civilization behind you looks like. Thank you for sharing." The glowing travelers in the desert are extremely friendly, and even that timid look did not lower She Ou Root. What the dog said about him.
"Thank you. Please allow me to think about it. By the way, please tolerate my complaints."
The young man was drunk and dizzy. He didn't know what he thought of. He stood up in the desert. He looked handsome. It was obvious that he had made himself decent enough.
The glowing little man guided him. Slowly, he seemed to arrive in front of the auditorium, slowly sat on the high chair, faced the empty seats, and began his speech:
"Questions without answers are meaningless. People will not accept this kind of waste of time. They always keep telling [answers], [surprises], and [results]. The planet I am on will not do this for A bouquet of flowers stops in their tracks and will not devote themselves to the process of searching. They don't want [information], they want [ending]. As long as they can catch mice, it doesn't matter whether you are a cat or not.
"But in my opinion, emphasizing the result is a sign of lack of confidence. You must whitewash it, decorate it, and use a beautiful ending to cover up the shitty process. The so-called [greatness] and [holiness] are all given to the ending. Just like countries that have won countless medals in challenging the limits, they may not like sports or exploring the truth. What they like is only honors, trophies, and names that symbolize themselves on the leaderboard.
"Why are the words "Games are the Ninth Art" so popular? Because they need to find excuses for the ignorance they have fallen into. They have not found the unique connotation of "Games" as "Art" at all. All arts are helping We look for our inner world, which will sublimate our souls, whether it is architecture, literature, music, dance, painting...
“Art has no standards and no answers, because it changes a person’s inner self, but there are no two identical leaves in the world.
"Video games have been tightly bound and constrained by the theory of [demand and business]. They have not escaped from a template. They have been reduced from a quasi-art form to a vehicle for venting. They have not made good use of it. [Interaction] to create a new art form.
"Yes, art requires a heart, a heart of awe. You will be in awe of the world, literature, music, dance, and painting. You will be deeply shocked by them. You will be in awe, and you can be very proud. Tell everyone that you have been changed by it, but what about the game? No one will be in awe of the game, appreciate, praise... Yes, they are superior to an art.
"Oh my god? Can you believe it? People would actually call such a form of art art?
"Five hundred years ago, when a man killed the gods in the field of philosophy, the order of the world collapsed and God died, but people still needed spiritual sustenance, and they needed an answer:
"They are like dogs tied by chains by their owners. At one time, these beasts felt that they had no dignity, but later they discovered that they had lost their sense of security. Then in the new era, they reshaped God, colorfully , different forms.
"I regret to tell you that there is no civilization born on this planet. All their actions follow [reward] and [obtain]. They cannot accept that they spent time but got nothing. You should understand this. Now, their lives are meaningless, because life cannot be defined!
"Material desires are endless. Their spirit and time have been eaten away by commercialization. They cannot be in a daze or think. They are like trash cans, placed in high-end restaurants, theaters, and even The wild, but no matter how external it is, it can't change the inner core of their trash cans.
"The judges present, I am very happy that they have mastered science and embarked on this dangerous and fascinating path, but at the same time, they actually feel that they have mastered the truth and feel that they can reach out and touch it. Yes, they are shocked, It comes from their ignorance rather than the work actually possessing awe-inspiring attributes.
"Everyone, I can't give you the answer. I tried my best to state the amount of information on this planet. As an animal, my ability to express ends here."
"Thank you Ambassador for your informative presentation. I like your statement very much." The glowing elf appeared in front of him again. He was passionate. He cherished every encounter with intelligent creatures. This collision made him ecstatic. , look, I am exchanging thoughts with a life that is completely different from myself!
"Thank you, I like your appearance very much. This reminds me of Bodhisattva, [seeing all living beings and using the appearance of all living beings]. After all, for someone who is sensitive to insects like me, if you were a cockroach, I would be uncomfortable."
"Oh? Thank you for your like." The glowing elf smiled. He waved to him in the desert, and then slid away into the distance. The lotus dog's state had recovered a lot, but in the end, he was still depressed. He was weak. Walking in the desert, vowing to find the lost guitar.
Do you think I'm pathetic when I meet you?
The angler is very sure that the level of the dog is not one that he can easily assassinate. This is a huge gamble. No matter what the bet is, he will lose half his life.
Sure enough, I still can't make my debut early.
The angler chewed the fragrant fruit in his mouth. His palms were moist, probably because he was nervous. Faced with such a difficult choice, he didn't know what state he should use to face it.
The golden sunshine shone on the young man's spine, and half of his profile was rendered translucent. He was speechless, and jumped down in an almost direct fighting state, appearing like a bomb. He rested beside the lotus dog.
Here comes that dangerous aura, finally willing to release its malice.
The strong murderous intention exploded, and the sunglasses puppy calmly stretched out its furry palm. In the end, the painting style changed, and it became ferocious, slender, and skinny. Then it steadily received the angler's fist, One twist!
The angler's arm was distorted visibly to the naked eye, but his strong toughness allowed him to be modified at will like a rubber strip. Then his body arced through the air, and once again he shot towards the lotus root dog like a cannonball. The torso explodes away!
shrink!
The dog's palms were pressed hard, and the terrifying nails penetrated the angler's arm. However, soon, the opponent's high-speed collision caused cracks to appear on the palms of the dog's hands. As the force was exerted, the whole palm exploded, like countless tiny particles. The steel needle pierced the angler's body, but the sunglasses puppy was also at his wits' end. He had no means to fight against him, and a huge hole instantly formed in his chest!
quilt……
Breakthrough...
The lotus root dog is like a piece of brittle paper. At this moment, the structure has been completely changed. Other than that, the state and expression have not changed. It is like a creature whose DNA has been interrupted by nuclear radiation, sober and quiet, waiting for itself. Destiny comes.
After all, there is still no escape...
The lotus root dog smiled weakly. At this moment, his expression was particularly lively. Compared with before, he was "really alive".
How long have I been waiting for this moment?
Perhaps, when you were being eaten, I had been counting down to my own life. The world without you made me look forward to what hell would be like, where our dreams might no longer be just wishful thinking or emotions. In the underworld, is there any soil for realizing the ideal?
My ideal...
The lotus root dog blinked his eyes. He was so tired, so exhausted, and his body was unable to move due to the heavy weight of his soul. He just felt the changes in his body, and then silently cheered for him.
Well done, well done…
Before the sunglasses puppy completely fell asleep, the angler turned around tremblingly and glanced at the lotus root dog tremblingly. His body was extremely cold. This terrible temperature instantly defeated his perception ability, and his whole body was involuntarily The ground trembled, this experience was not good, it was life or death, and it tortured his willpower repeatedly.
What the hell kind of energy is this!
Incomprehensible and incomprehensible means!
"Ahhhh!" Suddenly, the angler's body was ignited with blazing fire. He shouted to the sky unbearably. The severe pain twisted his soul, and strands of black air twisted and climbed on his face. This This unbelievable method made his mind shaken, and an unpredictable fear climbed up his spine, getting tighter and tighter!
This is an irreversible curse!
Even if it's just a trace, it's not something his level can bear!
Damn fisherman, go to hell!
Twisted claws stretched out from the desert. They pulled the body tissues of the anglers, and then you and I ate them up. The fourth natural disaster who wanted to grab a seat died inexplicably. In the traceless desert, the glowing elf watched silently, and even narrowed his eyes happily.
"Sure enough! Hiding such a good thing..."
The elf talked to himself, but did not mess with it too much. After faithfully recording the current situation, the wind blew his cloak, and he paddled away on the sand. Obviously, although he was curious, he was unwilling to A closer look.
Drifting, never-ending drifting, in this quicksand sea, only the wind is moving.
The body of the lotus root dog was swallowed by the desert. His body was shriveled, without a drop of blood inside. The sky and the earth were long, and the phantom bangs covered his eyes. He listened to the silent roar of the sea of sand, and then the pale fingers plucked it. When the strings are moved, the tune spreads, sweet and melodious. There are no lyrics, only the tune.
Where are you going?
Wind, wind, where is the sea?
The music dilutes, and in its depths lies the skeleton of a resting dog.
