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