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