at a glance,
Pieces of green in different shades,
Naughty blowing little bubble
The moonlight on the lotus pond is like flowing water,
The spring breeze blows slowly,
With a touch of sadness, neither charming nor glamorous,
As if singing the symphony of spring,
full of connected dense green leaves,
Quietly drains on this whole leaf,'
The trees near and far surround the lotus pond,
A frown and a smile are all soul-stirring,
zigzag lotus pond,
A slight cool breeze moves slowly,
You can also clearly distinguish the toothed tree shadows and the abrupt rocks...
looming, smoky,
The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,
The mountains are rolling up and down,
Showing a winding mountain scene,
There are wisps of fragrance flowing,
like a paradise on earth,
like a mirage,
The stream is microwaved and crystal clear,
There is a small stream beside the lotus pond,
t wind,
Music water dance in the fountain,
Underwater small fish swaying gracefully,
The dim moonlight shone through the tree cracks,
Beneath the dense leaves is a babbling stream of water,
It is imagined as a woman who came out of an ancient ink painting,
It seems like a slim lady' s skirt is swaying,
The leaves are close to each other side by side,
But it is ice muscle and jade bone, fresh and dusty,
Like patches of green misty ocean,
The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,