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