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