Ancient Poetry Ode to Fossilized Wood
There are beautiful trees on the Huaihe River, among the vast mist and water.
The pavilions are covered with green trees and the towering tree trunks are beautiful.
She is so graceful and graceful that she is unparalleled in the world and difficult to catch the eyes of contemporary people.
Lingren cherishes itself, thousands of years after thousands of years.
The wind rises from the turbid waves, and the rain reaches as far as the green mountains.
The wind and rain wash away the dirt, and the mountains and rivers remain in the beauty forever.
Heaven and earth are in love, and the sun and the moon pity each other diligently.
The spirit condensed into jade and appeared in the human world.
Laughingly asked Dezhier: Why not be like that?