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