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