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