Thousand face girl

In the early morning, a crooked moon is like a piece of pebbles with no luster. It is thrown into the air. Nature doesn't seem to wake up. Everything is shrouded in thin fog. A girl is walking in the light, squatting in the flowers, with the butterfly. Dance together, sing along with the wind, enjoy the beautiful morning of this gorgeous flower. She - loves nature and is quiet.

This girl likes lotus flowers because it is noble, elegant and elegant, and it is not stained with mud, and it is clear and not demon. She sat by the river and watched the pure lotus flower. The sound of flowing water echoed in her ear and enjoyed the symphony without any impurities in this nature. The lotuses seem to be listening to the girls as well, and the petals as thin as a flap are more delicate, and the good moments continue. She - chasing romance, chic.

The sunset glowed silently, adding a golden rim to the fiery sun. The birds were looking for their habitat tonight. The girl was jumping on the rubber band with her friends. They danced and sang: "There is a girl, he has Some rebellious, he still has some madness." The butterflies dried their wings at the fastest speed, came to help, and hovered around them. She is energetic and lively.

This girl is me, I am the one-faced girl.

First day: Zhang Yanyu