like a mirage,

There is a small s

lantern imitating the painting of a lady is slowly rotating,

With a touch of sadness, neither charming nor glamorous,

full of connected dense green leaves,

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

The dim moonlight shone through the tree cracks,

The moonlight on the lotus pond is like flowing water,

Pieces of green in different shades,

A frown and a smile are all soul-stirring,

The leaves are close to each other side by side,

Quietly drains on this whole leaf,'

There are wisps of fragrance flowing,

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

Like patches of green misty ocean,

Showing a winding mountain scene,

The spring breeze blows slowly,

like a paradise on earth,

The trees near and far surround the lotus pond,

The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,

Beneath the dense leaves is a babbling stream of water,

zigzag lotus pond,

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

In bright MR automatic makeup mirror,

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

at a glance,

A slight cool breeze moves slowly,

The mountains are rolling up and down,

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looming, smoky,