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