1. After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.
2. In the middle of summer in the south of the Yangtze River, it rains like a river. Lu oranges hang down with golden bullets, and sweet bananas sprout white lotuses.
3. In Mengxia in the south of the Yangtze River, bamboo shoots are like weaving. The mirage becomes the pavilion, and the sound of frogs becomes the orchestra.
4. The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the trees shines on the water and loves the clearness. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.
5. The Jingyu has just passed and the air is refreshing, and the jade waves are rippling and the bridge is flat. The little swallows that wear the curtain are both good, and the gulls that are floating in the water are all light.
6. There is a new sound in the shadow of the green locust tree, and the mist is thin and the wind is not even. Mo Dao always feels melancholy when he hears it. Some people are worried about others, but others are not worried about others.
7. The creek rises, the breeze blows on your face, and the moon sets and the sky is filled with stars. Several boats crossed Pukou, and a flute sounded in front of the mountain.
8. The summer is long with green trees and thick shade, and the reflection of the balcony is into the pond. The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, filling the courtyard with roses and incense.