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