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