Bamboo Section Handle Teapot

Clouds fly over the Jiuyi Mountain,
The emperor's son descends amidst the greenery.
Bamboo leaves shed a thousand tears,
Countless red clouds form a myriad of garments.

The waves surge on Dongting Lake like snow,
People on Chang Island sing poetic verses.
I yearn to dream in this vast expanse,
In the land of lotus, where the morning sun shines in full glory.

Outside the railing, bamboo is meticulously tended,
Droplets of morning dew glisten on its leaves,
It touches not only the morning dew but also the hearts,
From this tranquil state of mind, this magnificent and pure artwork is born.

Bamboo leaves dance in the wind,
Bamboo branches grow with vigor,
The essence of bamboo is captivating,
Its fragrance permeates the air,
Capturing the beauty of bamboo from every angle,
Combined with the craftsmanship of the teapot,
It establishes its structure and spirit.