bamboo
mountain
spring
The snow in front of the door disappears,
Plum out of the window,
The east wind is soft and the rain is light.
Willow piles of thousand layers of snow,
Peach and plum bloom flowers in the clouds.
Grass-colored shore green,
Moss marks on the stone on the blue.
Haruka looked far away,
Ridge trees heavy shade birds near,
Sunny and windy,
Moonlight pine forest quiet.
Thunder and a night of spring rain came,
Lie back and listen to the sound of new shoots breaking ground.
The waves of water,
Bamboo rolling,
A clear stream runs around the mountain city.
Qingfeng is like a cluster of flowers,
There is a trail in the depths of drunken red.
Green fly flaunting green,
Fish swim at the bottom of the river clear.
Trickle down the mountains,
The water berth is beaded and the sky is pouring.
Miao Miao Lake is wide,
The vast green wilderness is clear.
A river of clear water and a river of silver,
Mountains full of green bamboo and mountain gold.
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