like a paradise oh,

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

With a touch of sadness, her charming nmorous,

A slight cool breeze moves slowly,

like a mirage,

There is a small s

full of ected dense green leaves,

Like patches of green misty o,

The trees near and far surround the lotus pond,

looming, smoky,

The moonlight on the lotus pond is like flowing water,

The dim moonlight shohrough the tree cracks,

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

In bright MR automatic makeup mirror,

The leaves are close to each other side by side,

urning heron ntern imitating the painting of a dy is slowly rotating,

Showing a winding mountain se,

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

The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,

Beh the dense leaves is a babbling stream of water,

Quietly drains on this whole leaf,'

The spring breeze blows slowly,

Pieces of green in different shades,

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

at a gnce,

A frown and a smile are all soul-stirring,

There are wisps of fragrance flowing,

zigzag lotus pond,

The mountains are rolling up and down,