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