Clouds and streams, woman's body and soul
Clouds float leisurely in the sky, free and unfettered by anything;
The stream flows quietly in the mountains, leisurely and contented, enjoying your own tranquility.
A woman's body is just like a cloud, light, graceful and graceful. It has a cloud-like softness and change. When it is young, it is like a pure white cloud, full of vigor and vitality; when it is mature, it is like a colorful cloud dyed with sunset, and has a long lasting charm. It can show different graces as the wind of time blows. Sometimes it is shy and charming, sometimes it is powerful and majestic.
A woman's soul is like a stream, clear, pure and unwavering. It meanders along the mountain of life, taking its time. Sometimes it is like a rushing stream, passionate and heroic; sometimes it is like gentle water, gentle, graceful and calm. The stream of souls has always maintained its inner purity and determination throughout the years.
When clouds and streams meet, it is the blending of a woman's body and soul. The clouds cast gentle shadows on the stream, just like the body gives warm shelter to the soul; the stream reflects the shadow of the clouds, as if the soul injects smart brilliance into the body.
