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