Magic Mirror 02
Magic Mirror 02
Magic Mirror 02 Climbing up the building and wearing sparse and sparse, the colors of the sky and water are patible, The clouds are endless, open-mindedness es to the wind, In a moment of suffocation, the isnd disappears forever, In the vast expanse of waves, g Yong was suddenly touched, Tan ers are like sshes, Rui Cai is lush, A pavilion folds over the threshold, smoke swaying straight to the chest, The remote sus trasts with each other, and the ges are different, The cliffs bee Guangfu, the ft hills show Qifeng, Overturned when high and low, in the moment of opening and closing, Cloud Forest shades Qi Ke, Yang Lu Huandan g, The Buddha fronted each other, and he believed in ghost workers. The vilge is Shizhouzhu, the broken bank rides a long rainbow, People haunt the space, indistinguishable between color and emptiness, Quickly ma and yet swiftly hidden, good fortune has primordial power, Bingyue came to the Bohai Sea and met once in three years, Looking at the application, the thirst is full today, I feel amazing when I do it, and I feel ashamed to write poems, On the left and right sides of the inner door of the boudoir, The turning heron ntern imitating the painting of a dy is slowly rotating, In bright MR automatic makeup mirror, Showing a winding mountain se, You also clearly distinguish the toothed tree shadows and the abrupt rocks... zigzag lotus pond, The spring breeze blows slowly, at a gnce, full of ected dense green leaves, The leaves are close to each other side by side, It seems like a slim dy' s skirt is swaying, It is imagined as a woman who came out of an a ink painting, With a touch of sadness, her charming nmorous, But it is ice muscle and jade bone, fresh and dusty, A frown and a smile are all soul-stirring, A slight cool breeze moves slowly, There are wisps of fragrance flowing, Beh the dense leaves is a babbling stream of water, The moonlight on the lotus pond is like flowing water, Quietly drains on this whole leaf,' The houses in the distance are misty and smoky, like a mirage, The mountains are rolling up and down, looming, smoky, like a paradise oh, The trees near and far surround the lotus pond, The dim moonlight shohrough the tree cracks, Pieces of green in different shades, Like patches of green misty o, There is a small stream beside the lotus pond, The stream is microwaved and crystal clear, The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant, As if singing the symphony of spring, Uer small fish swaying gracefully, Naughty blowing little bubbles, The wind caressed all kinds of flowers and pnts by the stream, Sometimes I bend the flowers and pnts gently, Sometimes the flowers and pnts are gently raised, As if the earth was breathing rhythmically, Those little green grasses who just stuck their heads out, Watg the outside world cautiously, There is a bow bridge over the creek, The long branches on the side of the bridge hang down into strings and fall into the stream, The flowers follow the breeze, danced lightly, The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering, attracted a dazzling group of butterflies, ' t tell which is a flower and which is a butterfly The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass. The cicadas on the trees and the frogs in the lotus pond, Like the melody of musical notes beating on Geum-hyun, pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul, I saw the jun of sea and sky, A pyramid that has never been seen before rises, As atmospheric refra develops into total refle, Above each pyramid, Then buckle an ied pyramid of simir shape and size, As bck as the huge piers poured with reinforced crete, The upper part of the pier gradually widens, Slowly tighten the waist, for a while, The piers are I-shaped, As the mirage ges, The I-shaped upper and lower two horizontally extend out in the horizontal dire, Many I-characters are linked together, Formed a huge porous long bridge, An object like a double-story building appeared in the sky above the sea, I saw that the upper ptform is big and small, flickering, It is like a non-e with the lower floor, If broken, Not far to the right of the building, There is a single-hole arch bridge, One end rests on the hillside, one end dipped into the sea, The long bridge deck volleys, The shape of the bridge is exactly like the Zhaozhou Bridge, The suspended bridge deck ges from wide to narrow, slowly breaking, melting, disappearing, The mirage is always slowly sinking into the sea, And then rose again from the sea, Then ge, bine, move left and right, At st the rolling hills sank into the sea without a trace, The sea is empty,