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