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