Just like the girl in front of me, her eyebrows are meticulous, her eyes are burning like a cold star, and her eyes are full of elegance like a cool breeze and a bright moon. Her pretty face has no makeup, her beautiful nose, flowery lips, pear vortex, beautiful eyes and dark hair seem to tell you silently that this girl has the ability to bring disaster to the country and the people.
Look at her smile, as dazzling as the blue sky tomorrow, the light from her narrowed eyes and the projection of thick and slender eyelashes on her face, just like a picture scroll.
Years later, when you recall her, it is not her beautiful eyes, not her smiling face, but her slightly rotating skirt horn, narrowed eyes like crescent moon, and hair brushed by jade hands.
But now, only her star eyes, arch eyebrows, jade cheeks, red lips, black hair and snow skin are left in the hearts of those who have seen her. I remember her slender hands and feet, willow-like waist, slender legs and jade-like skin. They are lost in her eyes, their hearts, their souls, their spirits, they are crazy about her and crazy about her.
But she smiled and turned away without nostalgia! She is too proud to tolerate dirt!
Who can catch the wind in this world? She is a woman like the wind. She may stop for a while, but she won't stay in the same place.
So you can only watch her leave and say with a smile, "My girl, I'll wait for you to pass by!" " "