like a mirage,

There is a small s

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

Beh the dense leaves is a babbling stream of water,

zigzag lotus pond,

The leaves are close to each other side by side,

looming, smoky,

The mountains are rolling up and down,

A slight cool breeze moves slowly,

The trees near and far surround the lotus pond,

Pieces of green in different shades,

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

The spring breeze blows slowly,

The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,

There are wisps of fragrance flowing,

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

A frown and a smile are all soul-stirring,

Like patches of green misty o,

In bright MR automatic makeup mirror,

With a touch of sadness, her charming nmorous,

full of ected dense green leaves,

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

at a gnce,

The dim moonlight shohrough the tree cracks,

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

The moonlight on the lotus pond is like flowing water,

Quietly drains on this whole leaf,'

Showing a winding mountain se,

like a paradise oh,