One leaf in the boat is light, two oars are powerful. The water and sky are clear, the shadows are clear and the waves are flat. The fish turns over the algae, and the heron lights the smoke. Crossing the sandy stream is fast, the frost stream is cold, and the moon stream is bright.
It is as heavy as a painting, and as curved as a screen. In those days, Xu Laoyan Ling. The king and his ministers have a dream, and their names are empty now and in ancient times. But the distant mountains are long, the clouds and mountains are chaotic, and the mountains are green at dawn.