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