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