looming, smoky,

Beneath the dense leaves is a babbling stream of water,

A slight cool breeze moves slowly,

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

zigzag lotus pond,

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The spring breeze blows slowly,

Quietly drains on this whole leaf,'

A frown and a smile are all soul-stirring,

Like patches of green misty ocean,

The mountains are rolling up and down,

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

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The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,

The moonlight on the lotus pond is like flowing water,

full of connected dense green leaves,

There are wisps of fragrance flowing,

The dim moonlight shone through the tree cracks,

The trees near and far surround the lotus pond,

Showing a winding mountain scene,

like a paradise on earth,

like a mirage,

With a touch of sadness, neither charming nor glamorous,

In bright MR automatic makeup mirror,

heron lantern imitating the painting of a lady is slowly rotating,

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

at a glance,

The leaves are close to each other side by side,

Pieces of green in different shades,

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