The lake light and the green ridge
the orchid flowers in the garden
and the birdsongs are cheering
Shadows of the bamboos and the green vines
willow leaves in front of the window
and sounds of the cicadas are noising
One and the only one
it's nothing to do with the relationship between the old and the young
Indulge in the wildest fantasy
the wild chrysanthemum wants to be on the famous list