Gorilla Mountain(2/10)

Quietly drains on this whole leaf,'

Sometimes I bend the flowers and

The wind caressed all kinds of flowers and plants by the stream,

like a paradise on earth,

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

The leaves are close to each other side by side,

The mountains are rolling up and down,

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The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

looming, smoky,

at a glance,

like a mirage,

Underwater small fish swaying gracefully,

The dim moonlight shone through the tree cracks,

nbsp; Showing a winding mountain scene,

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

The stream is microwaved and crystal clear,

There is a small stream beside the lotus pond,

zigzag lotus pond,

The trees near and far surround the lotus pond,

A frown and a smile are all soul-stirring,

As if singing the symphony of spring,

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

The moonlight on the lotus pond is like flowing water,

There are wisps of fragrance flowing,

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

With a touch of sadness, neither charming nor glamorous,

The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,

Pieces of green in different shades,

A slight cool breeze moves slowly,

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

Like patches of green misty ocean,

full of connected dense green leaves,

The spring breeze blows slowly,

Beneath the dense leaves is a babbling stream of water,