Undulating mountains.
The view of the weir lake is beautiful.
Cage smoke into the eyes of poetry,
The flying herons are across the sky.
Boiling tea in the forest,
Enjoy the flow of water.
Like Hammer Tesszenchi,
Make the moon groan and do your best.
Undulating mountains.
The view of the weir lake is beautiful.
Cage smoke into the eyes of poetry,
The flying herons are across the sky.
Boiling tea in the forest,
Enjoy the flow of water.
Like Hammer Tesszenchi,
Make the moon groan and do your best.