Spring scenery on the lake is picturesque, and chaotic peaks are scattered around the checkpoint. There are thousands of green hills on the pine row and a pearl in the heart of the moon. Early rice is pumped by the blue carpet line, and the green Luo skirt shows Xinpu. I didn't throw it into Hangzhou, and half of it was this lake.
On the lonely mountain near the West Lake, there is a lonely mountain temple. After listening to Buddhist scriptures at night, I go back to learn from them. The dew orange is low and the rain is heavy, and the palm leaves are cold. The water vapor on the lake, the turbulence of microwave and the color of water are seen at the bottom of the Pearl Hall, staggered and reflected in the sunset. Back to the other side, please look back. Gushan Temple seems like Penglai Palace in the mountains, located in the center of the water.
Looking at the sea tower in the distance, the morning light shines slightly, and the river bank is white. That night, he should be recruited into the temple and hide with Liu Sechun. Tea brocade praises persimmons, and green flag sells wine and pears. Who opens the southwest road of Hu Si Temple? The grass-green skirt is inclined at the waist.
Stop drinking for me and talk to you about Hangzhou. The mountain name Tianzhu heaps indigo, and the lake name Qiantang flows green oil. There are many geese's teeth under the big eaves, and there are faucets painted on the boats. Without 300 waterways, why do officials have to swim again?