I was sweating, looking at the mountains.
Fortunately, I know the face of the goddess, and I cherish the fate of waiting for the soul of Magnolia.
A gallery displays strange stones, and ancient trees are playing with birds.
The scenery enters the poetry bag into elegant rhyme and is sent to the clouds with the wind.
(2)
Tingting Jade Maiden carves a strange peak, and the clouds and veils are beautiful.
Green hair bathing, Danxia bones and muscles moisten cinnabar.
Director Jingtai sends a thousand years' love, and stone can't be separated from eternal love.
Jiuqu Biliutuo old dreams, tearful, swaying and drifting Weng.
(3)
The bamboo raft is light and the clouds hang down, and the boat song haunts the top of the blue cliff.
The two peaks stand for three days, and the half-wall fence has nine curved edges.
The fog floats on the mirror stone, and the sun dries and dyes the bath.
Ritual helpless acacia bitter, watching tears from a distance.