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