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