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