The colored pens are draped like a dream order, and the clear chanting fills the courtyard with fragrance. Below is the prose rewritten by Li Qingzhao Ru Meng Ling that I recommend for everyone to enjoy.
***一***
As the sun sets in the west, the sun still emits a soft light, like a big red lantern hanging in the sky in the west, even the originally white surroundings The clouds were also ignited by its flames.
Under the soft light of the setting sun, the creek becomes sparkling, as if thousands of silver fish are dancing; the pavilion next to the creek inlays the vermilion reflection into the creek, which is quite picturesque. .
"Hahaha!" "Haha!" Who is laughing? It turns out that Li Qingzhao, who came for an outing, and her friends are drinking and chatting in the pavilion!
At this time Li Qingzhao, who was already drunk from wine, leaned on the pavilion pillar and said, "Look, it's getting late. Let's take a small boat and go to the stream to have fun and enjoy the scenery on the water. What do you think? ?" "Okay!" "Not bad, not bad. "
As soon as Li Qingzhao finished speaking, he raised his glass again and drank all the wine, with a blush on his face.
The friend quickly borrowed a boat and asked Li Qingzhao to drive it.
There were ripples wherever the boat passed, and the lotus leaves in the river were so green that they were dripping with green juice. Looking from a distance, it was green. The lotus leaves are also in season for viewing. Some are still just flower bones, swollen as if they are about to burst; some have opened two or three petals, revealing a little stamen; and some have fully bloomed, showing towards the lotus leaves. People displayed stamens that looked like gold carvings and petals that looked like they had been rubbed with rouge. These lotus flowers are as pink as clouds, and even dye the sun and the sky pink. It can be said that "the lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red"!
Li Qingzhao was drunk by the wine and the scenery, but he accidentally drove into the lotus bush. He didn't know Where to go. Friends were also anxious and asked Li Qingzhao to row hard, but they did not notice the sand gulls and egrets that were looking for food. When a wave hit, a few quick-reacting birds took off immediately. In the blink of an eye, all the white waterfowl in the pond were flapping their wings, screaming and flying into the sky, like hundreds of white little angels, returning to the sky. A world that belongs to them.
***二***
I sat in the creek pavilion and admired the various lotus flowers. I just felt that I was deeply attracted by the lotus flowers in front of me - some were shy. Waiting to be released, the pink buds will be fresh and cute. Some of them had just bloomed, and several butterflies couldn't wait to get in. The oval stamens inside were about an inch long. The lotus in full bloom is as white and tender as a baby's smiling face, sweet, pure and lovable. As for the lotus that had bloomed lively before, although the petals have withered, the lotus pods are still standing upright among the lotus leaves. The lotus pods are studded with small emerald-like green particles, which are the seeds that breed new life. Looking from a distance, a lotus looks like a big family that lives together for generations. These scenes constitute a poetic "Summer Lotus Picture".
Looking at this wonderful scene, I was deeply intoxicated. I seemed to have turned into a lotus, dancing lightly in the breeze. I sat in the creek pavilion and enjoyed the beautiful scenery that can only be found in heaven and earth, while tasting the thousand-year-old wine. I didn't expect that I would be so drunk. After just a few drinks, I was so drunk that I couldn't sit still. I just felt like my body was floating in the air, as if I had arrived in a fairyland on earth. I felt like I was so happy as a god again!
Unknowingly, the sky gradually darkened. It was not until my interest was almost exhausted by the passage of time that I remembered that it was time to go home. . I waddled onto the boat. But at this time, I was still a little drunk and had already forgotten the route home. I had no choice but to rely on my hazy memories to move forward. But the hand that shakes the oar does not obey the command. You ask it to swing the oar north, but it goes against you and swings the oar south. You ask it to swing the oar south, but it swings north instead. The boat stumbled as it moved, like a child who had just learned to walk. Unexpectedly, I actually rocked the boat deep into the lotus root.
At this time, I broke out in a cold sweat, and suddenly I woke up from the wine. I saw that I was deep in the lotus flowers, surrounded by lotus flowers. I suddenly panicked and didn't know what to do. I rocked the boat and oars desperately, but the lotus was taller than me, so no matter how I rowed, it was of no avail. But the sound of my oar startled a group of waterbirds in the lotus leaves, and they flew up into the sky.
I collapsed in the cabin like a deflated rubber ball. What should I do in this uninhabited environment? In the end, I had to spend this time in the cabin. A long night.
That night is deeply imprinted in my mind!
***三***
I often recall that time at the pavilion by the stream at sunset things inside.
We sat in a pavilion near the stream, with paper and wine on the table. My friends and I poured sweet wine into cups and drank while drinking. I looked outside the pavilion and saw that the sky was already full of clouds. The western sky has become a gorgeous brocade. This is a piece of fine material. It does not need to be embroidered, but it blooms with flowers.
I suddenly had inspiration and wrote a small poem casually.
"Good words! Good words!" Friends clapped their hands and shouted, and the laughter like the cry of silver bells seemed to spread on the water.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on our faces, and coupled with the wine we had just drank, everyone had a blush on their faces. We untied the canoe and sailed across the pond. However, he inadvertently entered a lotus. The pink lotuses seemed to be drunk. Some were whispering to each other, or playing with each other, and some were leaning against the green lotus leaves, like a drunken imperial concubine falling asleep. The grass in the water was messy in the wind, but it was like the black hair that a woman had untied inadvertently.
I was looking around to admire it, but I didn’t know that I had already lost my way. We rowed the oars, and the boat moved randomly among the lotus flowers, making shallow marks on the duckweed on the water. Perhaps the sound was too loud and disturbed the egrets resting in the shallows. They flew up smoothly, and their companions couldn't help shouting "Yeah", but when they saw it was an egret, they laughed again.