Poem title: Botanical Garden
Afternoon in July
After seeing the rich soil of Shang Dynasty
Look at this full The lotuses in the pond
On a July afternoon
The lotus leaves were flying in the wind
Like my mother’s clothes today
Lotus flowers Sent gently
The secret fragrance in the folds of her clothes
But my mother is still unhappy
Only I know why
< p>AlasBeautiful mother
You can’t stop loving this lake just because it’s not called Xuanwu