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