I don't know how long, I finally woke up. I found myself still lying under the banyan tree, but my book was gone. Moreover, this is not a banyan park, but a courtyard of an ancient house. I was stunned.
After a long time, the courtyard door was gently pushed open, and a girl with fine features came out of the room. But to me, it seems more friendly to call her sister.
(3)
I gently read a sentence from Li Qingzhao: "A hundred generations of rivers, thousands of waves, a total of heroes through the ages; In the Millennium, a daughter flower bloomed. "This sister's appearance seems weak, but in fact, from her eyes, you can see how strong her heart is.
"Little sister, what's your name? Where are you from? Why do you know what I said? " My sister asked me. "My name is pity. I came from the next 2 1 century through time and space." I replied, "Sister, did you just say that I read your handwriting? No ... you are the famous poetess of the Southern Song Dynasty-Li Qingzhao! " I exclaimed again.
"Ha ha. Being famous is not, but I am indeed a poetess in the Southern Song Dynasty. " Sister, no, it should be Li Qingzhao who led me to the stone table in the yard and sat down.
She made me a pot of tea, and then said, "Sister Xi, you know so much about my poems and expressions. So, you like my poems very much, right? " "yes! Dad bought me many books on ancient poetry in order to let me master poetry and songs, among which your Complete Works of Li Qingzhao is my favorite. I am still the' poetry fan' you value! " I said with a smile.
"What about my poem?" Li Qingzhao asked me.
I looked at the plum blossom on the side and said, "Flowers float with the water, one kind of acacia, two places of leisure;" There is no way to eliminate this situation. You can only frown and take it to heart. " I said, "Sister Qingzhao, this is your Pruning. "
"Not bad." Li Qingzhao applauded.
(4)
After the talk, Li Qingzhao took me out for a walk.
"Sister Qingzhao, fate is so unfair to you. You must be worried? " I asked Li Qingzhao gently.
"alas! Lonely boudoir, full of sadness. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain. Leaning against the railing is just not in the mood! Where are people? Even the sky is getting dark, and the road back is broken. " "Li Qingzhao looks at the distant mountain and reads Little Red Lip." Poor son, how can you get the word "sadness" under such circumstances? "
I looked at the lake in front of me: "Yes! The wind is soft, the spring is thin, and the shirt is in a good mood. I feel slightly cold when I sleep, and plum blossoms are on my temples. Where is my hometown? Forget, unless you are drunk. When you lie in the water, you will burn it, and the fragrance will not disappear. " Sister Qingzhao, I can understand your homesickness and your loved ones. "I read Bodhisattva Man and turned my head to Li Qingzhao.
"In the world, what is love ..." Li Qingzhao silently read. ...
(5)
After returning to Li Qingzhao's residence, Li Qingzhao said to me, "What a pity. It's getting late, and you can't find your way back to 2 1 century. Just stay and live in my house. " "good!" I agreed happily. However, although I promised on the surface, I really want to go home, because I haven't been out of the house for so long and so far since I was a child. I finally understood what Li Qingzhao wrote, "The weather was old and the clothes were old, only when I was homesick!" I really miss the complicated feelings of my relatives in my hometown.
(6)
In the middle of the night, I walked out of the room and took the stairs to the lake.
"I really want to go back!" I sighed. "The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? " Looking at the bright full moon, I remembered Wang Anshi's Dengguazhou.
For a long time, I turned around and was ready to leave. Suddenly, I tripped over a big stone, lost my balance and fell off the stone steps. ...
(7)
"ah!" I opened my eyes and found myself lying under the big banyan tree in Banyan Park. A false alarm turned out to be a dream. But this is really a strange and wonderful dream.
I looked at the Complete Works of Li Qingzhao and said, "Sister Qingzhao, your fate is tragic. But your life is tragic and brilliant!