Quietly drains on this whole leaf,'

The moonlight on the lotus pond is like flowing water,

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

The trees near and far surround the lotus pond,

The leaves are close to each other side by side,

Beneath the dense leaves is a babbling stream of water,

There is a small stream beside the lotus pond,

Pieces of green in different shades,

The stream is microwaved and crystal clear,

You can also clearly distinguish the toothed tree shadows and the abrupt rocks...

The spring breeze blows slowly,

The dim moonlight shone through the tree cracks,

Sometimes I bend the flowers and plants gently,

A slight cool breeze moves slowly,

Like patches of green misty ocean,

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

As if singing the symphony of spring,

The wind caressed all kinds of flowers and plants by the stream,

at a glance,

Underwater small fish swaying gracefully,

It is imagined as a woman who came out of an ancient ink painting,

looming, smoky,

But it is ice muscle and jade bone, fresh and dusty,

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like a paradise on earth,

like a mirage,

full of connected dense green leaves,

It seems like a slim lady's skirt is swaying,

scene,

The mountains are rolling up and down,

With a touch of sadness, neither charming nor glamorous,

There are wisps of fragrance flowing,

zigzag lotus pond,

The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,

Sometimes the flower

A frown and a smile are all soul-stirring,