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