Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang.
Looking at Dongting Lake from afar —— addressed to Premier Zhang
Author: Meng Haoran
The autumn water rises and almost blends with the shore, mixing water and sky with the sky.
Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang.
I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age.
Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.