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

Underwater small fish swaying gracefully,

Sometimes the flower

A frown and a smile are all soul-stirring,

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

The spring breeze blows slowly,

The mountains are rolling up and down,

Pieces of green in different shades,

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

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

A slight cool breeze moves slowly,

The stream is microwaved and crystal clear,

at a glance,

The leaves are close to each other side by side,

As if singing the symphony of spring,

like a paradise on earth,

Sometimes I bend the flowers and plants gently,

Quietly drains on this whole leaf,'

Beneath the dense leaves is a babbling stream of water,

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

zigzag lotus pond,

full of connected dense green leaves,

The dim moonlight shone through the tree cracks,

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looming, smoky,

With a touch of sadness, neither charming nor glamorous,

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

scene,

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,

Like patches of green misty ocean,

There is a small stream beside the lotus pond,

The trees near and far surround the lotus pond,

The moonlight on the lotus pond is like flowing water,

There are wisps of fragrance flowing,

like a mirage,