Elf Town

What a beautiful woman she must be. She has eyes as bright as a star and as clear as a soft lake, eyebrows as black as the night and as graceful as willow leaves, bright red lips as eye-catching as a blooming plum in the snow, and dark hair as smooth as a mountain stream. If she moves slightly, it is clearly a white lotus in the mist trembling slightly in the breeze. The intoxicating feeling I had when I just walked into the valley came back to me. This woman was pure and seemed to be the incarnation of nature. She had the charm that could make a girl's heart beat.