There is a small stream beside the lotus pond,
sometimes lift it up,
The mountains are rolling up and down,
Bend it now and then,
shoulder length hair,
Pieces of green in different shades,
As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,
Underwater small fish swaying gracefully,
like a mirage,
The wind caressed all kinds of flowers and plants by the stream,
Watching the outside world carefully,
There is a bridge over the creek,
The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,
As if singing the symphony of spring,
Height 165 cm,
melon seed face, phoenix eyes, delicate nose,
Light beige wide 100-fold long skirt
The evening breeze mixed with the smell of hot soup,
looming, smoky,
The long br
Wearing a "smart 3D stereo holographic image communicator" on the left wrist,
Clear and shiny eyebrow lines, open between the eyebrows and eyes,
like a paradise on earth,
Little feet put on black flat sandals,
The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,
attending the class reunion,
Wearing a white crew-neck short-sleeved T-shirt,
The stream is microwaved,
The grass that just sticks its head out,
crystal clear,
Naughty blowing little bubbles,
Like patches of green misty ocean,
The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,
healthy wheat complexion skin,
The pupils of the eyes are clear and transparent, and there is a small pear socket at the corner of the mouth,