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