In the distance, green bamboo stands tall, with a small bridge and flowing water underfoot. In the blink of an eye, winding paths lead to a secluded place
The guqin plays softly and softly, its sound entering the ear and stirring the heartstrings,
After the new rain in the mountains, monopolize the spring in the garden,
Leaving or staying is arbitrary, but moving without returning.
The scene makes people linger and forget to return .
If there is nothing else to worry about, it is a good season in the world!
