She was wearing a light green skirt, the hem of which spread out as lightly as a lotus leaf. The skirt was embroidered with delicate floral flowers and lively butterflies with silver thread. As she moved, it seemed as if butterflies were dancing among the flowers. Dance. There is a white ribbon tied around the waist, which flutters in the wind, making her figure even more graceful.
Wearing a white double-breasted blouse with light blue piping on the collar and cuffs, it looks like a mountain stream, fresh and elegant. Thin light green gauze sleeves hang between her arms, with faint cloud patterns embroidered with silk thread. When she raises her hands and feet, the gauze sleeves flutter, just like a fairy in the clouds.
Her hair hangs down behind her like a waterfall, and is only gently pulled up with two light blue ribbons on both sides of her head. The ends of the ribbons hang down to her shoulders, swaying in the wind. There were a few strands of fine bangs in front of her forehead, which decorated her round and smooth forehead. There were several small silver butterfly hairpins pinned between her hair. As she moved, little bits of silver light flashed, echoing the butterflies on her skirt.
Her face is as white as jade, her eyes are as clear as water, as if they are hiding thousands of stars, and her eyes are full of agility and innocence. The red lips were red, and the slightly raised corners of the mouth contained a smile, which made people feel like spring breeze. She stood there, just like a lotus blooming in the morning, fresh and refined, without any trace of earthly fireworks, exuding a light and ethereal temperament, like an elf falling from fairyland to the mortal world.
