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