How to write poetry in summer dusk?

English version:

Oh! How I like it, on a beautiful summer night,

When the streamer pours in the golden west,

Rest peacefully in the warm breeze.

Silver clouds.-Far, far away

All mean thoughts and take sweet probation.

Care since childhood; Through simple exploration,

A fragrant Yuan Ye, covered with the beauty of nature,

My soul deceives in happiness.

Patriotic knowledge warms my heart,

Meditate on Milton's fate-Sydney's coffin-

Until their grim form appeared in my mind:

Maybe on the wings of poetry,

Full often drops a delicious tear,

When some melodious sadness caught my eye.

Chinese version:

Oh, I like sunny summer evenings.

When the sunset glow pours thousands of golden lights to the west,

When the white clouds rest on the warm west wind,

How I wish I could leave it behind.

All humble thoughts, get rid of them for a while.

Small concerns can be seen everywhere.

Fragrant wild scenery, natural beauty,

Deceive my heart and make me happy for a moment.

I am willing to use my past patriotic deeds

Warm your heart and meditate on Sydney.

The cold corpse rack, Milton's fate,

Maybe I can fly with the wings of poetry,

Shed warm tears,

If loud sadness fascinates the eyes.