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