2. The breeze blows, sending a wisp of fragrance, just like a faint song on a distant building.
There are still one or two lamps leaking from the cracks in the tree. What is listless is the sleepy eyes.
4. Moonlight passes through the treetops, and the bushes in the high places drop jagged and mottled shadows, which are as steep as ghosts; The sparse shadows of curved willows are like paintings on lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is uneven. But light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played in the Vatican.