Brew cups of tea ball just opened there were fiery red lily petals as the fairy stretch piaodai general in the lily white jasmine in the light of the rising around as if the sky skirt the fairy dust.
A windy lake is Dian yet never any dust is seen /The newly green isle Ding in the far horizon lies/Beauty one enjoys here as in land south of the Yangtse River/A vast ripply lake in spring with distant foam lily white.
