zigzag lotus pond,

Like patches of green misty o,

looming, smoky,

The moonlight on the lotus pond is like flowing water,

The mountains are rolling up and down,

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

Beh the dense leaves is a babbling stream of water,

at a gnce,

There is a small s

Pieces of green in different shades,

In bright MR automatic makeup mirror,

There are wisps of fragrance flowing,

Quietly drains on this whole leaf,'

The spring breeze blows slowly,

Showing a winding mountain se,

The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,

A frown and a smile are all soul-stirring,

like a paradise oh,

With a touch of sadness, her charming nmorous,

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

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

The dim moonlight shohrough the tree cracks,

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

The trees near and far surround the lotus pond,

The leaves are close to each other side by side,

full of ected dense green leaves,

A slight cool breeze moves slowly,

like a mirage,

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