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