The moonlight on the lotus pond is like flowing water,
A slight cool breeze moves slowly,
at a glance,
The stream is microwaved and crystal clear,
The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,
It is imagined as a woman who came out of an ancient ink painting,
The spring breeze blows slowly,
Sometimes the flowers and plants are gently raised,
You can also clearly distinguish the toothed tree shadows and the abrupt rocks...
like a mirage,
full of connected dense green leaves,
Naughty blowing little bubbles,
There is a small stream beside the lotus pond,
The wind caressed all kinds of flowers and plants by the stream,
The mountains are rolling up and down,
As if singing the symphony of spring,
But it is ice muscle and jade bone, fresh and dusty,
Quietly drains on this whole leaf,'
Beneath the dense leaves is a babbling stream of water,
The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,
There are wisps of fragrance flowing,
Sometimes I bend the flowers and plants gently,
It seems like a slim lady' s skirt is swaying,
The dim moonlight shone through the tree cracks,
A frown and a smile are all soul-stirring,
With a touch of sadness, neither charming nor glamorous,
Underwater small fish swaying gracefully,
looming, smoky,
Like patches of green misty ocean,
like a paradise on earth,
zigzag lotus pond,
The leaves are close to each other side by side,
Pieces of green in different shades,
The trees near and far surround the lotus pond,
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