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