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