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