On the night of the Tanabata Festival，A classical beauty stands under the moon

On the night of the Tanabata Festival，A classical beauty stands under the moon。She was wearing a simple white dress，The skirt flutters in the wind，Like a fairy descending to earth。The skirt is embellished with delicate plum blossom embroidery，Revealing her elegance and gentleness。Her long black hair fell like a waterfall，Use a lily hairpin to gently pull up，A few strands of hair fluttering in the wind，Adds a touch of charm。 Her face is as beautiful as a flower，Skin as white as snow，Eyes as clear as water，Revealing endless tenderness and wisdom。She smiled slightly，The corners of my mouth are like buds about to bloom，Like a lotus under the moon。There is a trace of sadness between her eyebrows，As if missing a lover far away。 She stands on an old stone bridge，Water gurgles under the bridge，Reflecting her shadow。The bridge is lined with gorgeous flowers.，Floral fragrance overflowing，It seems to tell the beautiful legend of the Qixi Festival。In the sky，Twinkling stars，Milky Way Belt，Tell the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl。 In hand，She gently holds a guqin，Gently flick your fingertips，The piano sounds melodious and graceful，Like crying，Telling her longing and expectation for love。Behind her，A bamboo forest can be vaguely seen，Bamboo leaves rustling in the wind，As if accompanying her piano。 This classical beauty，It's like a fairy in a picture，Fresh and refined，It's fascinating at first sight。Her beauty is not only in appearance，It's more about the deep affection and poetry，Just like the night of Qixi Festival，romantic and fantastic。