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