quán yǎn wú shēng xī xì liú, shù yīn zhào shuǐ ài qíng róu.
The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water, loving its clearness and softness.
xiǎo hé cái lù jiān jiān jiǎo, zǎo yǒu qīng tíng lì shàng tou.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.