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