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