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