Gorilla Mountain(2/10)

As if singing the symphony of spring,

like a paradise on earth,

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

like a mirage,

A frown and a smile are all soul-stirring,

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

With a touch of sadness, neither charming nor glamorous,

The moonlight on the lotus pond is like flowing water,

Beneath the dense leaves is a babbling stream of water,

full of connected dense green leaves,

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

There is a small stream beside the lotus pond,

The leaves are close to each other side by side,

The dim moonlight shone through the tree cracks,

Like patches of green misty ocean,

Underwater small fish swaying gracefully,

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

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

The spring breeze blows slowly,

looming, smoky,

Pieces of green in different shades,

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Sometimes I bend the flowers and

The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,

The trees near and far surround the lotus pond,

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

Quietly drains on this whole leaf,'

zigzag lotus pond,

The mountains are rolling up and down,

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

The stream is microwaved and crystal clear,

nbsp; Showing a winding mountain scene,

A slight cool breeze moves slowly,

at a glance,

There are wisps of fragrance flowing,