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