一轻翻照片。他的眉毛在某一瞬微动。他看到,有某种隐匿在深层的东西浮现出来,便是,这一路来,她的脸庞逐渐生出花来,竟伸延至偶过的路人眼睛里、面孔上,他们眼波莹莹,面如朝日。这种景象就如同在湖中播散开一片涟漪,碧波荡漾。恩。她着实是这样的女子,世间少有的,简洁华贵的女子,洞穿一切,空灵剔透,于有形的无声和不作为中便不知觉地进到旁人的心里,遗世独立,宛如19世纪法国印象派画家莫奈在暗夜中笃定画就的莲花画作,不动作,只 A photo of a light turn. His eyebrows slightly moved at a moment. He saw that something hidden in the depths came to the surface. This way, her face gradually grew out of flowers, extending into the eyes of passers-by even passers-by, their faces shining, Asahi. This scene is like a ripple spread in the lake, blue waves. Yep. She is really such a woman, rare in the world, concise and luxurious woman, piercing everything, ethereal translucent, in the physical silence and inaction will unconsciously into the hearts of others, the legacy of independence, like the 19th century French Impressionism Painter Monet in the dark in the painting of the lotus, no action, only