Whether they liked it or not, everyone walked down the hillside and followed a path no more than half a meter wide in the middle of the green grass.
The Ombudsman stood by the long table and reminded them kindly: "When you make up your mind, please be decisive, because when the sun sets, those beautiful flowers will fall asleep."
Everyone quickened their pace.
-The most beautiful flowers, of course, should be picked when they are most blooming.
This game doesn't seem difficult at the moment, it's nothing more than picking flowers. Anyone with normal aesthetics can distinguish between beauty and ugliness. Picking a beautiful flower should be easy.
However, it is such a seemingly easy game that has a close to 50% elimination rate.
18 people, only 10 will remain.
"In the story of Socrates, the ending is that no one picks the apple that he is satisfied with."
Shen Mo pushed Bai Youwei's wheelchair and walked calmly among the grass, his voice was as calm and calm as his steps.
"Some students encounter a good apple, and because they want to find a better one, they continue to move forward. As a result, when they reach the end of the fruit forest, they realize that the apple they see for the first time is the best. Some students pick it early. The apples they think are the best, but they find something better later on, and they feel regretful. They asked Socrates to make another choice, and Socrates told them that life is a choice that cannot be turned back.”
They walked into the woods, the dense branches and leaves blocked the sunlight, the vision suddenly darkened, and the fragrance of flowers gradually became stronger in the air.
Shen Mo asked Bai Youwei, "What do you think it means when it mentions Socrates?"
"What is your intention..." Bai Youwei thought for a while, "There are actually many versions of this kind of short story, some choose apples, choose wheat ears, choose trees, in the final analysis, it is to teach people to be careful when choosing, but, I I don't think the Inspector would be so kind to teach us philosophy lessons."
"Well." Shen Mo nodded lightly, "Maybe he wanted to mislead us. After all, the way of choosing apples is completely different from the way of choosing flowers."
Choose a big and good apple, the criteria are very clear.
But choosing the most beautiful flower, the word "beauty" is inherently subjective.
Bai Youwei recalled the inspector's blond hair, blue eyes and long hands and feet, and felt unwell all over, "That guy must have a bad aesthetic."
Shen Mo: "...Okay, now is not the time to talk about this."
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A group of people walked in the woods for about a quarter of an hour, and the front suddenly became brighter, and the fragrance of flowers came to them.
It was a vast valley.
A long depression naturally forms between the two mountains, a straight path leads to the depths, there is no end in sight, and the sides are full of flowers of various colors!
Regardless of season, region, or habit, all bloom in this valley!
- Whether it is the snow lotus in the extreme cold region, or the cactus growing in the tropics; whether it is the magnolia blooming on the tree, or the water lily growing in the water; whether it is the welcome spring in March, or the sweet-scented osmanthus in August! They are all here! There is no scientific justification!
Everyone was stunned by the spectacle in front of them.
Everyone was stunned by the endless flower sea!
"This... so many flowers..." Wu Lili stared blankly, there was a violet beside her, she couldn't help but stretch out her hand, "Are these flowers real..."
"You can only choose once!" Zhang Qi reminded her with a frown.
Wu Lili's movements stopped, she turned back and smiled shyly, "I know, I just want to touch, I can't believe these are real flowers..."
Zhang Qi was still brooding about her pretending to drop her leg, ignored her with a cold face, and continued to move forward.
Everyone walked very slowly, worried about missing the most beautiful flowers.
As we walk, we discuss:
"So many flowers... How to choose the most beautiful 10 flowers... "