What is a long wicker like?

Long wicker is like a girl's thick hair, emitting a faint fragrance, giving people a lively and lovely feeling of youth. The posture of weeping willows is like a girl's bun, fluttering with the wind, giving people a feeling of lightness and freedom.

1, green wicker is like a green ribbon.

Wicker is like a little girl's long braid.

3. The long wicker is like a slender girl, and the breeze blows and dances.

4. The long wicker is like the sandy jade hand of a cardamom girl, stroking my cheek in the wind.

Long wicker is like a beautiful girl's arm, dancing in the wind.

6. A breeze blew, and the long wicker danced like an elegant dancer.

7. The spring breeze is stroking the willow, and the long wicker swings gently, just like a girl combing her hair.

8. Long branches have grown on the branches of willow trees, and the soft branches hang down like a thick hair.

9. Spring has arrived, and the long branches of willow trees have sprouted, just like the staff of Suspicion in the Spring Land Pond is full of notes.

10, the long wicker on the river bank is swaying in the wind, like a natural dancer blooming with youthful light.

1 1, the willow branches have sprouted goose-yellow buds, each with a small mouth like a chicken.

12, wicker swaying in the wind, like a fairy dancing Neptune.

13, wicker flying in the air, like a girl's long hair.

14, green branches are flying in the air like a group of elves.

15, the rain and fog whirled on the willow leaves, rustling like a girl stroking the strings and swallowing mulberry leaves like a silkworm.

16, wicker becomes soft, like a girl in spring twisting her waist gently and dancing lightly.

17, the drizzle is like dust, and the willows by the lake are dripping with crystal water, like the hair of a girl who has just taken a shower.

18, the long wicker is like a girl's slightly raised moss, dancing lightly in the wind.

19, spring has arrived, and the branches of willow trees are sprouting, like the staff of spring full of notes!

20, long wicker, like my mother's gentle arm, brushed my head.