This is a ditch of desperate dead water, and the breeze can't blow the slightest yi.
why don't you throw more junk and splash your leftovers?
Maybe the copper will turn green into jade, and a few peach blossoms will rust on the tin can;
Let greasy weave a layer of Luo Qi, and mold will steam him some clouds.
let the stagnant water ferment into a ditch of green wine, which is full of pearl-like foam;
The laughter of the little beads turned into big beads, and they were bitten by the flower mosquito who stole the wine.
then a ditch of desperate stagnant water can be praised as somewhat vivid.
if the frog can't stand loneliness, it's still water singing.
This is a backwater of despair, which is definitely not where beauty lies.
Let ugliness reclaim it and see what world it creates.