C419 The Morning Dew Jun Xueqing

The sunset glow covered her shoulders, and her white dress fluttered. Although it was a plain dress, it could not hide its elegance. Her dark hair danced in the wind, and a wisp of melancholy lingered in her heart. Her face was jade-like, and it seemed to be out of place with the surrounding villages. Her eyebrows were slightly knitted, and she looked at the beauty of the sunset