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