山晨热气腾腾的牛奶,飘溢出嫩草青芽的芳香。远山被山岚白露和晨光熹微抬高了许多。梦醉了,人醒了。铺满虫语的庄稼地,开始搓揉眼睛,吱吱作响。在这三河口的早晨,与一座山对望,用笔尖触在山的心中,笔灌就吸满了鲜亮的仙气。再用手指在山的身上涂满一夜的心绪,山就开 Hill morning steaming milk, drifting green grass buds tenderness. Mountain was Arashiyama Bai Lu and dawn slightly elevated a lot. Dream drunk, people woke up. Insects filled with crops, began rubbing his eyes, creaking. In the morning of the Three Estuaries, looking up against a hill, touching the tip of a mountain with a pen tip, the pen and ink filled with bright Xianqi. Then use your fingers in the mountain full of night’s mood, the mountain on