Flowing in the voice of Puzhehei

Wenxin

 

1

I stepped into Puzhehei and saw him.

is in the position of a tropical rainforest

Hold high one side verdant

Wrapped in a shower of sunshine

The whole puzhehei is simply one

Dark green fortress, gently

So a pinch, can let a person hear

Tick -- Tick--

The sound of the juice flowing

 

2

An isolated mountain.

Like the sky through his meridians

The sunshine and rain into the earth

Store out the water of this lake

This lake a lake of clear water

The earth activates his breath and pulse

Like a lush gourd vine

The green peaks of this one by one

In the end is the mountain nourished out of the lake

Or does the lake give birth to the mountain

I don't know, I just know

In Purtsunhei, those mountains, those waters

It's growing like crazy with the sound of miso.

 

3

In Puzhehei, no navigation mark is used.

No disk operator

Sitting on a boat as thin as a willow leaf

Swell this side of the lake

It's restored like a mirror over there.

Open the lake over there.

This side has closed the opening just now.

Don't panic to see the direction of the sun

Not to mention the reference by the lake.

Just wave the paddle in your hand

Pull that string of oars

Will help you find your way home

 

4

The sun just stood in the treetops

A lotus in a hurry

Reverse with the boat

rub shoulders with the original boat

She, where to go

In hiding from the naked eyes of the Nikon D810

Still avoiding the iPhone 8 infestation

I want to ask the wind, more want to ask the rain

How to be in the hustle and bustle

Keep the lotus hurried footsteps

 

5

Lotus leaves riding the wind

Shuttle in a lake of water

He is busy, is

Looking for the lost girl.

like a maze of lakes

A collection of a dozen shady dialects

The red on the wall of the wooden house in the fairy cave

Across the lake

Panic into the camera

 

6

White rises from the mountains in the distance

1.1 point in expansion

Inch by inch in the closer

closer, closer

Oh, it's an egret.

in droves

Measuring the corners of Puzhehei

When the egret measured the lake

Accidentally, hook the cloud fell into the lake

Followed by a riot

The fish and shrimp in the lake are in a panic.

I also measured the egret and drove it away.

The egret is in a panic

Standing on the other side of the mountain treetops began to look

 

7

It's such a small ride.

I got the flustered eyes of the egret.

Standing on the holy land of Puzhehei

I see

The house is still a tile, a rafter

But floating out of a different rhythm

The grass or the grass

But it helps to grow the madness of the open-air Kara hand.

Mountain or the organic combination of stone and earth

But erected a different backbone

The bridge is still on the water.

But read out the different dreams of the Sanni people.

Also composed of two elements of hydrogen and oxygen

But the battle is hearty and out of a thrilling

Oh, Puzhehei

Do it in this mountain and this water.

I can hear a different sound

That sound always makes me enchanted