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