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