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