我又來到了這里，在一條寂靜無人的山谷里獨坐，看一只鳥落在水牛背上，舉目四顧，看溪水在幽暗的斜樹下潛涌而出，又在一片廣闊的卵石灘上四分五裂，抖落出閃閃的光斑。
山里的色彩豐富而細膩，光是樹綠，就有老樹的里綠，又新枝的翠綠和碧綠，相間相疊，遠非一個綠字了得。再細看的話，綠中其實有黃，有藍，有灰，有紅，有黑，有透明。
I came here again. Sitting alone in a secluded and quiet valley. I saw a bird resting on the back of a buffalo. I looked around and found that the stream water was gushing out under the dark shadow of leaning trees, and then separated into pieces on a vast pebble beach, sparkling by the reflection of sunlight.
The mountain is rich in delicate colors, for example, just the green of a tree can be divided into three: the deep green of old leaves, the yellow green and jade green of new branches. These three kinds of green can be found in a tree, so merely a word of green is far from describing all. Looking more carefully. I can find the color of yellow, blue. grey, red. black, and even transparency mixed in the green.
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