Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Imagine: the lake is full of moonlight, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.
When I was a child, I didn't know the moon. I call it white jade plate, and I have a suspicious mirror, flying at the end of Qingyun.
How the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, which is gone forever.