Light fog condenses beads through the cold morning, like lotus seeds seeing their souls at first sight.
Beside the idle pond, the water is fragrant and the mud nourishes its fragrance.
After ten days, the buds will be covered, and the hibiscus will be exposed to fragrant tea.
The quality is clean and the heart is easy, and there is no frost on the face.
Entering the WTO is like dyeing, and being born is like Zen tea.