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