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