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