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