I don't believe that the inside has changed, and the outside may not necessarily change. After all, externalities are determined by genes. If you want to change your appearance, you have to do plastic surgery to change it, but there are certain risks. * The night snow drips like feathers and blooms in Tang and Song poetry. Ai Rui is dense, the waning moon disappears, plum blossoms are covered with snow, a smart chord is brushed away, and a quiet rhyme is overlapped. Eternal tenderness is written as a snow petal at this moment. Tired of seeing Joan Ying by the window, who cares? Oh, try a touch of frosty plum makeup, a slow stroke, listening to misty rain, singing drunken flowers, watching the sea of clouds but singing the phoenix flute.