The colorful clouds on the shore of Weishan Lake are low, and the grass and trees are all together in a thin mist.
The water filled the riverbanks, and the wind blew the birds and crows on the rocks.
The lotus bloomed willow dance double shadow, rainbow canceled a few neon.
A thousand flavors and colors, colorful and refreshing through the western sunset.
Two
Why would a fairy fall to the ground, ten thousand hectares of micro mountains all day open.
The Taoist said that the Yao Chi was near the Jade Emperor, and the Buddha said that there was a Rudraksha on the Dharma seat.
The leaves of the fields are covered by the sun, and the flowers are shy of the pretty girls' cheeks.
The paths are still fascinating, and the agitated platform is where the songs start.
Three
The hearts of the people of Weishan Lake are turned toward the sun, and the scent of the rice paddy is fragrant.
The spring breeze on both sides of the lake can not be covered, a pipa song of the world.