The trees near and far surround the lotus pond,

like a mirage,

There is a small stream beside the lotus pond,

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

There are wisps of fragrance flowing,

The dim moonlight shone through the tree cracks,

Like patches of green misty ocean,

You can also clearly distinguish the toothed tree shadows and the abrupt rocks...

zigzag lotus pond,

at a glance,

Sometimes the fl

A frown and a smile are all soul-stirring,

The spring breeze blows slowly,

The mountains are rolling up and down,

The wind caressed all kinds of flowers and plants by the stream,

Beneath the dense leaves is a babbling stream of water,

The moonlight on the lotus pond is like flowing water,

As if singing the symphony of spring,

A slight cool breeze moves slowly,

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

full of connected dense green leaves,

It seems like a slim lady's skirt is swaying,

Sometimes I bend the flowers and plants gently,

The leaves are close to each other side by side,

g mountain scene,

It is imagined as a woman who came out of an ancient ink painting,

Underwater small fish swaying gracefully,

looming, smoky,

The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,

The stream is microwaved and crystal clear,

Pieces of green in different shades,

But it is ice muscle and jade bone, fresh and dusty,

Quietly drains on this whole leaf,'

like a paradise on earth,

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With a touch of sadness, neither charming nor glamorous,