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