The breeze blows gently and the water can't reach the surface.
Milky white fog across the river, clear water.
Return to Xi Lan's oar, strike the sky and trace the streamer. I am pregnant, looking at the beautiful scenery, looking at the sky.
There are the following verses in Hou Chibi Fu:
There are guests without wine, wine without food, and the moon is white and clear. What is such a good night?
However, the whistling, the vibration of vegetation, the sound of mountains and valleys, and the wind and water are surging.