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