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