"Moon Vilge" "Love You Smart Self-Driving Spaceship" Port Hall,
The dim moonlight shohrough the tree cracks,
The moonlight on the lotus pond is like flowing water,
173 cm,
Naughty blowing little bubbles,
The cicadas on the trees and the frogs in the lotus pond,
The ears are broad and round,
The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,
The mountains are rolling up and down,
like a paradise oh,
As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,
The Earth Archaeological Society, which is looking for treasure from the earth, appears.
The trees near and far surround the lotus pond,
attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,
looming, smoky,
Like patches of green misty o,
Pieces of green in different shades,
Uer small fish swaying gracefully,
The flowers follow the breeze,
Like the melody of musical notes beating on Geum-hyun,
The ter of the upper eyelid is slightly promi,
There is a small stream beside the lotus pond,
bbling stream of water,
Sometimes I bend the flowers and pnts gently,
danced lightly,
The stream is microwaved and crystal clear,
like a mirage,
Quietly drains on this whole leaf,'
The wind caressed all kinds of flowers and pnts by the stream,
July.
Walking in front is the 30-year-old Bao Dailin, the head of the group.
Sometimes the flowers and pnts are gently raised,
The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.
The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,
The man is long and wide, the
As if singing the symphony of spring,
Those little green grasses who just stuck their heads out,
Watg the outside world cautiously,
The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,
There is a bow bridge over the creek,
square face, dark eyes,
pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,
' t tell which is a flower and which is a butterfly
The hair is slightly snted, the dividing line is obvious,
The long branches on the side of the bridge hang down into strings and fall into the stream,
The nose is rge and fleshy, with a hypertrophy ar and a fleshy round nose.