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