一暝色吹散湖荡上的禅意。氤氲的水面,细细涌动的暗流渐渐翻卷春潮,升腾起螺旋状古朴厚实的气息:一心向善!我沿着堤岸走来,蛙声起伏。渔簖上飘出了炊烟,袅娜一股幽蓝,一抹惊艳;水波中无处不在的桑烟味,淹没了苜蓿地绛紫色的残妆。野凫低鸣,蕴含了太多的神秘之咒,它头顶着绿色的细羽,在夕阳下闪烁犀利缜密的物语,时而若隐若现的盘旋动作,使水天漫于一色……远方传来精严寺隐约的钟磬之声,弥合着暮气里的一叶扁舟,一团渔 A 吹 color blown laziness on the Zen.氤 氲 the surface of the water, carefully surging undercurrent gradually curled the spring tide, rising spiral simple thick atmosphere: dedication! I came along the embankment, frog ups and downs. Fishery floating out of the smoke on the smoke, willow a faint blue, a touch of stunning; water everywhere the smell of mulberry smoke, submerged alfalfa purple crimson makeup. Wild 凫 low Ming, contains too many mysterious spell, it is the head of the green fine feathers, flashing sharp and meticulous in the sunset story, sometimes looming circling action, so that the water sky diffuse in the same color ... ... far came Temple vague Zhongkuo sound, to bridge the twilight in a leaf boat, a group of fishing