Expanding ancient poems is like a dream!! Always remember that there is a hurry!!

Like a dream. Song) Li Qingzhao.

I often remember the twilight of the Creek Pavilion, and I don't know the way back.

Returning to the boat at night, he strayed into the depths of the lotus flower.

Fighting, fighting, startling a shoal of gulls and herons.

That day, Li Qingzhao asked several friends to go to Xiting to play and drink. A few good friends agreed. It was already evening, and they took a pot of wine, a wine glass, and a boat ride together to Xiting.

After a while, they walked through the lotus bush and came to the Xiting, after getting off the boat, they talked and laughed, you have a cup, I drank a cup, and talked about the sky while the wine was happy, and made poems, which was very pleasant. Little by little, it got dark, and the sun yawned and slid downward. The Moon Girl is also coming out for a shift change.

A few of them had a good time, and when they saw that it was not early, they all staggered to the boat. The boat began to move slowly forward in the rowing of the drunken girls, and was suddenly surrounded by lotus flowers and lotus leaves, and the quiet fragrance wafted in, which made the girls even more intoxicated, and the boat kept walking, but could not go back. There were more and more lotus flowers around, and the fragrance became stronger and stronger, and the girls realized that they had taken the wrong path, and the boat had sailed to the depths of the lotus.

The girls, anxious to find their way home, couldn't help but cry out, "What should I do?" How to cross it?

The voices came and went, some tactful, some panicked, and some .......The sounds were intertwined, startling the sand gulls and egrets that perched on the river beach fluttered their wings and flew around in panic ......

Do you want me to write a poem or a full text? I'm not good at writing poetry.

This is the original text. Translation attached.

I often remember the twilight of the Creek Pavilion, and I don't know the way back.

Returning to the boat at night, he strayed into the depths of the lotus flower.

Fighting, fighting, startling a shoal of gulls and herons.

I often remember playing in the pavilion by the stream until the sun went down, intoxicated (in this landscape), and (even) did not know the way back. I had a lot of fun, and it was already dark, so I had to row back and accidentally broke into the depths of the lotus pond.

Hurry up, hurry up. Accidentally, it alarmed the waterfowl that inhabit here.

Like a dream (Song Li Qingzhao).

I often remember the sunset of the Creek Pavilion. Drunk and don't know the way back. Returning to the boat at night, he strayed into the depths of the lotus flower.

Fighting. Fighting. Startled a shoal of gulls and herons.

Like a Dream Order II (Song Li Qingzhao).

Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was sudden, and the heavy sleep did not kill the residual wine, and the questionnaire curtain was tried, but the begonias were still the same.

Do you know, know or not, it should be green, fat, red and thin.

Such as Dream Ling (Song Li Qingzhao).

Whoever sits alone with the bright window, I have two people together. When the lamp is exhausted, the shadow also throws people away.

Without that, without that, I am so desolate.

Like a dream, the water on the bridge is shining and snowy, and the willows under the bridge are shaded by the moon. In my dream, I went to find incense, and Lu Leng was in the fifth watch season. Butterflies, butterflies, fly over the idle bushes Chiba.

What dreams make the full name come out.

1) Spring breeze: I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Spring rain: Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.

Spring flowers: The wind and moon are born at night, and the flowers are celebrated as much as they fall.

2) Ye Qichun sleepy, autumn and summer, nap.

Thank you

The spring breeze is the first to send the plum in the garden, and the cherry blossoms and apricots and pears are the first to open.

When the flowers are stuffy, they see continuous rain, and the clouds enter people's homes and the water destroys the embankment.

Yesterday, the spring breeze was on the road, and the poor Hongjin Town was in vain.

When will the spring flowers and autumn moon be in Yuwuzhou, how much do you know about the past.

Waiting for leisure to know the east wind is always spring.

I often remember going out to the Xiting Pavilion, playing until the sun is dark, deeply intoxicated, and forgetting the way back. I played until I was exhausted, and I returned to the boat, but I got lost and entered the depths of the lotus flower.

Everyone scrambled to row, and the boats rushed to cross, startling the gulls and herons on the beach.

What I wrote is ruined and I wrote, what you wrote is what you wrote, I still suggest that you write it yourself, because Chinese education is really strange, people will ask people what they feel after reading an article, I believe that after every Yuzhen person reads Sun Feng, there must be feelings, but high-quality teachers have to write a word count. Actually, I think it's a word, right? Now that you say you want to expand, you can add some "branches and leaves" according to the translation.