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