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