147 Hot Spring BB 01(2/7)

The dim moonlight shone through the tree cracks,

The mountains are rolling up and down,

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The moonlight on the lotus pond is like flowing water,

like a mirage,

As if singing the

crystal clear,

Quietly drains on this whole leaf,'

There is a small stream beside the lotus pond,

like a paradise on earth,

The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,

Like patches of green misty ocean,

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

l breeze moves slowly,

Pieces of green in different shades,

looming, smoky,

The trees near and far surround the lotus pond,

The stream is microwaved,

Beneath the dense leaves is a babbling stream of water,

There are wisps of fragrance flowing,