Gorilla Mountain(2/10)

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

like a paradise on earth,

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

Pieces of green in different shades,

The dim moonlight shone through the tree cracks,

looming, smoky,

There are wisps of fragrance flowing,

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

With a touch of sadness, neither charming nor glamorous,

The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,

As if singing the symphony of spring,

at a glance,

Sometimes I bend the flowers and

Beneath the dense leaves is a babbling stream of water,

zigzag lotus pond,

The moonlight on the lotus pond is like flowing water,

A slight cool breeze moves slowly,

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

like a mirage,

The trees near and far surround the lotus pond,

The mountains are rolling up and down,

The leaves are close to each other side by side,

There is a small stream beside the lotus pond,

Like patches of green misty ocean,

A frown and a smile are all soul-stirring,

The stream is microwaved and crystal clear,

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

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

The spring breeze blows slowly,

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

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full of connected dense green leaves,

nbsp; Showing a winding mountain scene,

Underwater small fish swaying gracefully,

Quietly drains on this whole leaf,'