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