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