公园里水面上的柳影,想必是孤独的。太阳躲到了山下,月儿还迟迟不肯出来,微风,轻轻的掠过了几次,就又吝啬地收起了蒲扇。池中戏水的鸳鸯,游来荡去的锦鲤,白天熙攘的人们都在安乐窝里逍遥,没人记得它的仲夏夜的梦。 Willow on the water in the park must have been lonely. The sun hid in the mountains, the moon still did not come out late, the breeze, gently swept a few times, it parsimoniously put away the palm-leaf fan. In the pool playing mandarin duck, swimming around to the Koi, people bustling during the day are in comfort, no one remembers its Midsummer Night’s dream.