zigzag lotus pond,

lantern imitating the painting of a lady is slowly rotating,

looming, smoky,

In bright MR automatic makeup mirror,

Showing a winding mountain scene,

Beneath the dense leaves is a babbling stream of water,

There are wisps of fragrance flowing,

The leaves are close to each other side by side,

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

like a mirage,

Like patches of green misty ocean,

A frown and a smile are all soul-stirring,

Quietly drains on this whole leaf,'

Pieces of green in different shades,

With a touch of sadness, neither charming nor glamorous,

full of connected dense green leaves,

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There is a small s

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

The trees near and far surround the lotus pond,

A slight cool breeze moves slowly,

The dim moonlight shone through the tree cracks,

The moonlight on the lotus pond is like flowing water,

The mountains are rolling up and down,

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

at a glance,

The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,

The spring breeze blows slowly,

like a paradise on earth,

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