The dim moonlight shohrough the tree cracks,

Showing a winding mountain se,

In bright MR automatic makeup mirror,

The spring breeze blows slowly,

full of ected dense green leaves,

The leaves are close to each other side by side,

With a touch of sadness, her charming nmorous,

A frown and a smile are all soul-stirring,

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

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

Pieces of green in different shades,

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

Beh the dense leaves is a babbling stream of water,

There are wisps of fragrance flowing,

A slight cool breeze moves slowly,

looming, smoky,

Like patches of green misty o,

The moonlight on the lotus pond is like flowing water,

like a paradise oh,

There is a small s

The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,

zigzag lotus pond,

Quietly drains on this whole leaf,'

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

like a mirage,

The mountains are rolling up and down,

The trees near and far surround the lotus pond,

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

at a gnce,