Black tulips, black symphylla, black Persian Fritillaria...Although I really want to use one or some specific things to describe the scene I see in front of me.

However, when Ye Geng realized that he was dreaming, he stopped thinking about it.

Because in the dream world, any object changes at any time with the thought.

Where consciousness cannot reach.

An indistinct haze obscures more distant objects.

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