-He was dressed in a dark green Luo clothes, his hair was tied with bamboo sticks, and his body smelled different from the wood of the blue musk deer. Clouds are gathering in the evening, and the sky is glazed. The poor boy's face is like peach and apricot, and his posture is elegant, but he is still lonely and thin, with smart pupils and crystal beads as attractive.
-the slender figure turned his back on me and stood motionless at the edge of the lotus pond.
His robe is spotless. Even the sun is embarrassed to leave mottled shadows.
His hair is black, which sets off the poetic luster of his pearl-white neck under the bun.
His back is straight, as if in this beautiful figure like poplar, it contains great tenacity.
Because I have never seen a man who paints more elegantly than him. From his face, I feel the breath of light and beauty. He didn't smile, but his clear eyes smiled loyally.
His skin is like white snow lotus in Kunlun Mountain, and his eyes are sacred pools on the top of Tianshan Mountain.
-a man sitting on the floor in a red suit with mysterious cloud sleeves, lowered his eyes and immersed himself in the world he created. His slender and elegant fingers danced with the flowing strings, and his long eyelashes formed a seductive arc on his heart-shaped face. People move with the sound and occasionally raise their heads, which makes people short of breath. What a nice face! It's just that what I see is fleeting, and people can't catch it, but they want to peek. Unconsciously, people have been attracted and intoxicated.
But I was shocked by that dazzling beauty. The sunlight hit the harp and passed through a golden halo. He tilted his head slightly, looking quiet and serene, his mouth curved into a smiling arc, and his hand rested on his propped leg. His movements were natural and natural, just like a beautiful prince, so elegant and full of sunshine, which attracted the love of girls and all ladies.