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