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