Beneath the black robe, the young girl displayed a beauty that could topple cities and nations.
Her eyes were like autumn water, bones like crystal jades, she was the most apt description; like a solitary orchid in a secluded valley, she possessed an out-of-this-world aura as she stood quietly.
The eyes are windows to the soul, her eyes impossibly pure, as if harboring a spring of autumn water, with long, curling lashes fluttering gently, she appeared charmingly naive and innocently adorable.
Her delicate nose and red, glossy lips slightly parted to reveal white, snowy teeth gleaming with a crystal-like luster.
Though enshrouded in a black robe, the contours of her delicate body were faintly discernible—as supple as a willow, her hair like clouds cascaded down like a three-thousand-foot waterfall, reflecting people's figures, naturally spreading behind her.