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