"May this poem be sung"

"The song becomes the slowly blowing wind of dawn"

"The life of light sleep, in the frozen dream"

"Free the wandering and confused people"

"Birds from the sky fly towards the sun"

"White and bright wings"

"Convey to us the hope for tomorrow"

"Let's sing the rebirth of life together"

In the field where pale white flowers are in full bloom, a motorcade is slowly advancing along the road. Several children are sitting on a carriage filled with haystacks, singing this song. In the distance of the road is a city bathed in the morning light, among which there are curls of flowers.

Green smoke is rising, and in the blue sky, a 'white bird' flies across the sky, leaving a long trail.

After the new order is established, everything is in the process of reconstruction. These cities will accommodate more residents, more land will be reclaimed, and more new lives will be born in this world.

In the gentle breeze, the pale white grass seeds are swaying in the young leaves, drifting to the distance down the hillside with the ripples of the wind.

A girl wearing a wreath on her head and carrying a light basket bathed in the wind and looked at the quiet and peaceful towns and villages under the hillside. Then she sat down gently, took out the wooden boards and paper in the basket, and placed them beside her.

on the knee in front of you, and then slowly apply color to describe the world in front of you.

Time passed unconsciously, and another girl wearing a light white strapless dress came behind her and looked at the figure who was focusing on painting in front of her.

"It's beautiful." Gentle compliments sounded in the breeze, and then she sat down together, the two of them next to each other.

"Rocher is like this every time, arriving quietly." Although the blond girl in Huahua did not raise her head, she already knew who was next to her.

"How did Frocia recognize me?" the girl asked curiously.

"This soft feeling can only be felt by no one else except you." Frocia then raised her head, turned around, and looked at her best friend beside her who had been away for many years.

"Because it is an angel sequence, I am particularly sensitive to this point."

"Oh, that's it. I thought I could give Frocia a surprise." Lorraine Hill wanted to say a lot to this friend, but looking at Frocia who was so quiet, he suddenly didn't know how to speak.

.

It seemed that Frocia did not need her own comfort, nor did she care about Lorraine Hill's concealment of her identity in those years.

"It's a surprise, Luo Xier is finally willing to appear by my side." Frocia combed the golden hair beside her ears in the breeze, and slowly said what she had missed over the years.

In fact, she doesn't have many friends, especially in the aristocratic circle with complicated relationships. Rocher is a very special existence to her.

"Rocher is a witch, right?"

"Yeah." The girl couldn't refute.

"It must be Lorraine Hill."

"yes."

"You are so young. I used to think that witches live for a long time and are the kind of people who are difficult to get close to and get along with."

Thinking back to the first time I met Lorraine Hill at school, this silver-haired girl was so shy and inexperienced, not at all like the legendary witch.

"Actually, the witches are not that difficult to get along with. In my opinion, maybe it's because they haven't woken up yet."

"Does Luo Xier like to ride horses?" Suddenly, Frocia asked an unrelated question.

"Horse riding? Well, this can't be said to be annoying."

While Lorraine Hill was still thinking about why he asked this question, Frocia had already stood up.

"Let's go horseback riding together. There is one in the village below."

"But, this unfinished painting..."

"You can paint at any time. I can see this morning and sunset many times." While talking, Frocia pulled Lorraine Hill and walked quickly.

The two of them carried their clothes and ran through the long grass and hillsides towards the small village at the foot of the mountain.

With a surprised response and a smiling permission, Frocia borrowed two horses from the farmer's house, one brown and one light white.

"Which one does Luo Xier like better?"

"Me, it's probably this pale horse." Because it looks a little docile, the girl thought to herself.

"Okay, here's this for you." Frocia said, holding up the slightly rough rope.

Holding this rope woven with hay fiber, you can feel the roughness and burrs on the surface, and it has a slightly prickly feeling. Approaching the light white horse, the girl can see the smooth and slightly oily body.

Fur, and a faint grassy smell that can be smelled in front of the nose.

The two of them led the horses and walked slowly on the wind-swept grass, talking about the past years.

"At that time, I also borrowed a horse in a village outside Titiania, and then rode it away from the prosperous imperial capital of Titiania, running in the vast wilderness."

"I didn't stop at any villages or small towns along the way. I just kept going all the way until I returned to the wilderness and forests of the East."

"The long journey seems particularly novel. There is no dullness and boredom in the past, only countless expectations and relaxation."

"Looking back now, this must be the blessing given to me by Rocher as a witch."

"No way, it's actually not that powerful a blessing." The girl answered modestly with a slight embarrassment.

"Luoxier is still so cute, haha."

"Frocia laughed at me again."

"No, I'm just happy that I can see you safe and sound after so many years. My family can also enter this new and peaceful era safely."

Frocia turned around, her blue eyes like the sky, beautiful and moving, looking at the girl in front of her.

Then the two of them got on their horses and wandered in the gentle breeze, letting the horses under them walk towards the familiar and favorite road.

"It seems that I have experienced many things, but I feel like everything has just begun."

"Lohill, Lorraine, Lorraine Hill, your story is sung across this land, and I will become one of them, recording your appearance and deeds."

"well?"

"So, how about you let me draw a portrait of you this time? My classmates back then all regretted not being able to keep a portrait of you."

"Can you draw this so that it doesn't look so similar?" the girl asked tentatively. If the portraits were all her portraits from now on, it would always feel like it would be very troublesome.

"This is probably very difficult but also very simple."

"The difficulty is that people can't bear to paint you with such an ugly face, but the simple thing is that even I can't fully describe the expression between your eyebrows, so don't worry."

The brisk words echoed across the wilderness, and then spread far and wide.

At the end of the Third Age, the Verdant Empire finally came to an end, and the Alliance of Prosperity and Verdant Star was established. This vast alliance occupies nearly half of the continent. They jointly abide by the great Twelve Charters and establish a new order.

and the country, popularize education, build roads and cities, integrate knowledge and ideas, and free this war-torn country from the reincarnation of the past.

The elves who have lived in the forest for a long time reappeared in the eyes of the world, and with them, the rare fairies and the ice elves with ice-blue snow hair emerged. They opened the door of the country and communicated with the world again. The distant Eastern Dynasty

, the brotherly country in the west, the islands with their own characteristics in the south, and the beautiful and eternal night world in the north.

In order to meet the test a hundred years later, the two countries on both sides of the mainland have launched all-round cooperation. Countless important projects have begun to be constructed, various talents have begun to be cultivated, a new and comprehensive knowledge system has begun to popularize education, and a unified consensus has slowly been built.

and formation.

The world has entered a rare period of prosperity, and the once-incessant war has finally stopped.

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Southern Territory, Red Heart Province, Unnamed Hill.

A solitary stone monument stood on a cliff, surrounded by mountains and canyons without vegetation. The scorching wind blew against the dry stone walls and ground, making a whirring sound.

The girl wearing a red hooded robe stood in front of the stone tablet, put down the light red star-like bouquet, and then pressed it with stones, looking at the bouquet that was constantly swaying in the wind, and the individual words inscribed on the stone tablet.

name.

"The Tomb of the Paskar Family"

Under the huge handwriting are small names, each name represents a familiar person in my memory.

The girl slowly touched the names on the stone tablet with her hand. After a long time, she released her fingers and watched these lonely names blowing in the sand.

These names are not existences that people like and miss, and they have even been labeled as sinners in history. But even so, they were the existences that made her feel the warmest.

"Don't worry, dad, mom, and sister. I will live well, even if the surname Paskar no longer exists in the future."

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In the Western Region, on the plank road in the mountains and forests.

The white stairs wind up in the dense forest, leading nowhere. On the mountain road, Jie Lanen and two young people are walking among them, but the two young people walking in front seem to be very reluctant.

"Go faster, stop dragging your feet, or you want to be beaten." Jie Lan'en waved the whip in his hand.

"Brother, let's drink some water and rest. We have been climbing for almost a day and I haven't seen the end yet. I'm almost exhausted." One of the thin young men gasped.

"Oh, that's it. If you had been more diligent back then, would you be beaten by me now? The old man gave you such good conditions, but you haven't achieved anything at all."

"Isn't there you, eldest brother? Besides, we couldn't help ourselves back then. The old man asked us to take over your position and asked us to compete with each other. How have we ever experienced such a temptation?"
To be continued...