Summer lotus green pond. After the thunderstorm. Add clothes to keep out the cold. The water window is low and the painting column is open, and the pillow is thin and leaking jade. One night, the rain became a dream, and Qiu Lai was given a lotus leaf.
When you close the window, there will be infinite coolness. The thin night will make you fall asleep, and the rain in early summer will make you cool. The quiet night is warm and heavy, and the lake is shallow and swaying. Do you hear those people who are asleep? The rain stopped outside the window, so stay anyway. Who misted their eyes, full of the imprint of past lives, and came here in May, just to find a previous life? You arrived slowly, and finally stood still. You have been waiting for a long time, and you are crying outside the window. I never fell asleep, listening to the long rainy night, I just fell into your dream and walked with you in a world of mortals. Some worries are picked up again and tangled into flying dreams. I can be quieter than you. You are in such a hurry that my heart will reach my most lasting dream.
May in Jiangnan and Jiangbei is clear and moist, as gentle as ever. They were embraced by the endless fragrance of the night. Your rain curtain hasn't stopped. I will sit with you and accompany you endlessly until dawn. Birds are singing in the dark, and the rain carries the fragrance of lotus leaves. It's cool at night. Go to the west wing Summer solstice. If you draw a picture this summer, it should be a forest covering the sky, green grass, Pinsaka, Evian Waterfall, a pedestrian feather fan and a secluded pavilion near the water.