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