At dusk, the last rays of the sunset fell in the courtyard, dressing the plants and trees as if in a rosy garment, leaving one mesmerized.
Yueyao muttered to herself, "Beauty is everywhere, it's just a matter of whether you're in the mood to appreciate it." Ever since Hua Lei's words had sparked her thoughts, Yueyao now felt that every corner of the courtyard could be captured in a painting. Her mindset had changed; a beautiful scene wasn't necessary for a painting. Yueyao now understood that beauty was omnipresent in life, the key was to capture it.
Hua Lei now found the young lady's words increasingly profound and difficult to comprehend. Ah, she wondered how much Lady Mo had conveyed in her dreams, making the young lady sound somewhat delirious.