Gorilla Mountain(2/10)

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

Quietly drains on this whole leaf,'

There is a small stream beside the lotus pond,

A frown and a smile are all soul-stirring,

There are wisps of fragrance flowing,

As if singing the symphony of spring,

Sometimes I bend the flowers and

Pieces of green in different shades,

like a mirage,

at a glance,

Beneath the dense leaves is a babbling stream of water,

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

looming, smoky,

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

The trees near and far surround the lotus pond,

The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

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

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

nbsp; Showing a winding mountain scene,

The dim moonlight shone through the tree cracks,

Like patches of green misty ocean,

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

The moonlight on the lotus pond is like flowing water,

full of connected dense green leaves,

With a touch of sadness, neither charming nor glamorous,

The leaves are close to each other side by side,

like a paradise on earth,

A slight cool breeze moves slowly,

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zigzag lotus pond,

The spring breeze blows slowly,

Underwater small fish swaying gracefully,

The stream is microwaved and crystal clear,

The mountains are rolling up and down,