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