I sat in the pavilion, closed my eyes slightly and enjoyed the air mixed with the sunset, which was sweet. Raise your glass, drink wine, and accidentally knock over the hip flask. Dark red and cool wine flowed out at will, merged into a trickle and flowed into the stream.
The stream seems to be dyed red by this wine, which looks good at first glance. It's getting dark and hazy.
I stood up and prepared to row home. The boat moves slowly, the calm water ripples, and the soft water sounds very pleasant.
Row, row, it seems that you have rowed in the wrong direction and rowed into a lotus flower. Lotus branches are slender and graceful, with different shapes, such as crimson, pink, Hong Qian and delicate.
A few drops of water are rolling on the lotus leaf, dark green, turquoise and light green, and green * * * flows everywhere, just like green rendered ink paper, which is naturally beautiful. Occasionally, the evening breeze blows, and several lotus petals fall on the water, like a pink boat with leaves, following my boat.
Maybe I rowed too fast and accidentally rowed into the beach where seagulls live. Seagulls and herons all over the beach seemed to be awakened by my unexpected guest, spread their wings and flew, making several calls from time to time.
In the twilight, under the shade of lotus flowers, the beauty of wine is natural. There is a drunken atmosphere in the air ... Rewrite 2: Sitting in the pavilion and looking at all kinds of lotus flowers, I only feel deeply attracted by the lotus flowers in front of me-some shy, pink buds are fresh and lovely.
Some just bloomed, and several butterflies couldn't wait to get in. The oval stamens inside are about an inch long. The blooming lotus is as white, tender, sweet, pure and lovely as a baby's smiling face.
What about the bustling lotus before? Although the petals have withered, the lotus still stands in the lotus leaf, which is covered with emerald-like green particles, which are the seeds of new life. From a distance, the lotus is like a big family, with generations living under one roof.
These scenes constitute a poetic "summer lotus map". Looking at this wonderful scene, I was deeply intoxicated with it, as if I had become a lotus flower, dancing under the breeze.
I sat in the pavilion, enjoying the beautiful scenery that only exists between heaven and earth, while savoring the aging of the Millennium. I didn't think I would be so drunk. After only a few drinks, I was so drunk that I couldn't sit still. I just feel like I'm on cloud nine, as if I'm in a fairyland on earth.
I feel like a fairy again! Unconsciously, it was getting dark, and it was not until my interest was almost exhausted by the passage of time that I remembered it was time to go home. I waddled into the boat.
But at this point, I am still a little drunk, and I have given the route home; It's everywhere. I have to move forward with vague memories.
However, the paddler refused to obey orders. You let it shake to the north, but it turns against you and shakes the paddle to the south. You asked it to roll the paddle to the south, but it rolled to the north. The boat stumbled like a toddler.
Unexpectedly, I actually rocked the boat to the depths of the lotus root. At this point, I broke out in a cold sweat and suddenly woke up. I saw myself in the depths of the lotus, surrounded by it.
I suddenly panicked and didn't know what to do. I tried my best to row the boat, but the lotus was taller than me, and it didn't help to row.
But the sound of my paddle alarmed a group of waterfowl among the lotus leaves, and they flew into the sky. I collapsed in the cabin like a deflated ball. What should I do in this uninhabited environment? Finally, I had to spend a long night in the cabin.
That night was deeply imprinted on my mind! Rewrite 3: The red sun, against the rosy clouds, drops bit by bit, like a red balloon about to leak in A Le, slowly drops, and like a shy little girl, slowly hiding in the hills and unwilling to leave. Not far away, there is a beautiful hexagonal pavilion, which shines against the sunrise. The top corner of the pavilion and the sunset complement each other, forming a beautiful light ring in the sky.
My life has experienced two dynasties, the Southern Song Dynasty and the Northern Song Dynasty. During the Northern Song Dynasty, I was very young, only 25 or 6 years old. I write lyrics and learn painting with my husband Zhao Mingcheng, and my life is very leisurely. My friend invited me to the river again.
On that day, it was clear in Wan Li, Wan Li. My friends and I sat in the Qingfeng Pavilion by the stream, enjoying the beautiful scenery, and at the same time singing poems and painting with my friends. By the lotus pond, willows are swaying in the wind. Looking at this wonderful scene, tasting the Millennium aging, I was deeply intoxicated by it, as if I had become a lotus, dancing in the breeze.
I didn't think I would be so drunk. After only a few drinks, I was so drunk that I couldn't sit still. I just feel my body fluttering, as if I have arrived.
2. Who can rewrite Li Qingzhao's Dream as Fantasy into a composition?
I lean against the window alone, and I often think of that day:
I sat in the pavilion by the stream and looked around. The distant green hills are rolling, the nearby ponds are sparkling, and the clusters of flowers and green grass on the shore make this dreary summer full of some vitality. I raised my glass, enjoying the beautiful scenery and tasting the wine. Cup after cup, before I knew it, it was getting late and I was so drunk that I forgot the way home.
My interest has been greatly satisfied. I rowed and groped my way home. But accidentally, I strayed into the depths of the lotus pond. I looked around, green lotus leaves and pink lotus flowers were intertwined, and several little frogs jumped on the lotus leaves and sang cheerful songs. Lotus gives off a faint fragrance. You see, the lotus here is too ashamed to open its petals; Look, several lotus flowers there have blossomed into the most beautiful smiles, just like a slim girl standing in the middle of the pond ... The green lotus leaf sets off the noble and elegant temperament of the lotus, and I can't help but exclaim, "What a beautiful lotus leaf, facing the sky and reflecting the sunshine!"
Night came quietly, and I couldn't help worrying. I don't know what to do. I rowed hard, but to no avail. I sat on the boat like a deflated ball, but I alarmed the waterfowl perched on the beach. They spread their wings and flew into the sky. There were ripples on the surface of the water, and several small fish peeped out their little heads curiously and looked at me secretly. I looked at this fantastic scenery and fell asleep on the bow!
3. Rewrite Li Qingzhao's Dream into an article of more than 300 words. I sat in the pavilion and looked at all kinds of lotus flowers. I just feel deeply attracted by the lotus in front of me-some shy, pink buds are fresh and lovely.
Some just bloomed, and several butterflies couldn't wait to get in. The oval stamens inside are about an inch long. The blooming lotus is as white, tender, sweet, pure and lovely as a baby's smiling face.
What about the bustling lotus before? Although the petals have withered, the lotus still stands in the lotus leaf, which is covered with emerald-like green particles, which are the seeds of new life. From a distance, the lotus is like a big family, with generations living under one roof.
These scenes constitute a poetic "summer lotus map". Looking at this wonderful scene, I was deeply intoxicated with it, as if I had become a lotus flower, dancing under the breeze.
I sat in the pavilion, enjoying the beautiful scenery that only exists between heaven and earth, while savoring the aging of the Millennium. I didn't think I would be so drunk. After only a few drinks, I was so drunk that I couldn't sit still. I just feel like I'm on cloud nine, as if I'm in a fairyland on earth.
I feel like a fairy again! Unconsciously, it was getting dark, and it was not until my interest was almost exhausted by the passage of time that I remembered it was time to go home. I waddled into the boat.
But at this point, I am still a little drunk, and I have given the route home; It's everywhere. I have to move forward with vague memories.
However, the paddler refused to obey orders. You let it shake to the north, but it turns against you and shakes the paddle to the south. You asked it to roll the paddle to the south, but it rolled to the north. The boat stumbled like a toddler.
Unexpectedly, I actually rocked the boat to the depths of the lotus root. At this point, I broke out in a cold sweat and suddenly woke up. I saw myself in the depths of the lotus, surrounded by it.
I suddenly panicked and didn't know what to do. I tried my best to row the boat, but the lotus was taller than me, and it didn't help to row.
But the sound of my paddle alarmed a group of waterfowl among the lotus leaves, and they flew into the sky. I collapsed in the cabin like a deflated ball. What should I do in this uninhabited environment? Finally, I had to spend a long night in the cabin.
That night is deeply imprinted on my mind.
4. Li Qingzhao's essay "Like a Dream" I sat in the pavilion and looked at all kinds of lotus flowers. I just feel deeply attracted by the lotus in front of me-a little shy, with fresh and lovely pink buds.
Some just bloomed, and several butterflies couldn't wait to get in. The oval stamens inside are about an inch long. The blooming lotus is as white, tender, sweet, pure and lovely as a baby's smiling face.
What about the bustling lotus before? Although the petals have withered, the lotus still stands in the lotus leaf, which is covered with emerald-like green particles, which are the seeds of new life. From a distance, the lotus is like a big family, with generations living under one roof.
These scenes constitute a poetic "summer lotus map". Looking at this wonderful scene, I was deeply intoxicated with it, as if I had become a lotus flower, dancing under the breeze.
I sat in the pavilion, enjoying the beautiful scenery that only exists between heaven and earth, while savoring the aging of the Millennium. I didn't think I would be so drunk. After only a few drinks, I was so drunk that I couldn't sit still. I just feel like I'm on cloud nine, as if I'm in a fairyland on earth.
I feel like a fairy again! Unconsciously, it was getting dark, and it was not until my interest was almost exhausted by the passage of time that I remembered it was time to go home. I waddled into the boat.
But at this point, I am still a little drunk, and I have given the route home; It's everywhere. I have to move forward with vague memories.
However, the paddler refused to obey orders. You let it shake to the north, but it turns against you and shakes the paddle to the south. You asked it to roll the paddle to the south, but it rolled to the north. The boat stumbled like a toddler.
Unexpectedly, I actually rocked the boat to the depths of the lotus root. At this point, I broke out in a cold sweat and suddenly woke up. I saw myself in the depths of the lotus, surrounded by it.
I suddenly panicked and didn't know what to do. I tried my best to row the boat, but the lotus was taller than me, and it didn't help to row.
But the sound of my paddle alarmed a group of waterfowl among the lotus leaves, and they flew into the sky. I collapsed in the cabin like a deflated ball. What should I do in this uninhabited environment? Finally, I had to spend a long night in the cabin.
That night is deeply imprinted on my mind.
5. "Like a Dream" Li Qingzhao often thinks of the sunset in Xiting. More than 600 words before rewriting 17:00 one morning, Li Qingzhao wanted to go out to play, so she called her friends out for a stroll. They rowed to the pavilion by the lake, where the lake was really beautiful. The lake is as calm as a mirror for a while, and then a breeze blows and ripples like fish scales on the lake. Shining. There are beautiful lotus leaves on the lake. The next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely bright, and it reflects sunlight in different ways. Lotus leaves are graceful, tall and short, large and small, crowded and overlapping, and lotus flowers are more beautiful. The reddish petals are scattered around, and there is a golden lotus in the heart of the flower. Li Qingzhao patted the fish in the water and said there were yellow croaker, snakehead and orange fish. The fish swam leisurely, and they were fascinated by it. Graceful willows grow beside the lake embankment. When the wind blows, the willows shake their hair, which is amazing. Li Qingzhao said: "Since the scenery is so beautiful, why not treat it with wine!" They took food and wine from the boat, went to the pavilion to eat, drink and write poems, and guessed the order of wine. They had a good time. Before they could react, it was already dark, the sky was full of stars, and the ground seemed to be covered with a gentle black carpet. At this time, they were in a hurry and groped for the boat. They rowed to the lotus pond. Li Qingzhao touched it and said, "No, no flowers!" They rowed back, but they were caught by a lotus leaf. They rowed desperately again, and the sound of water alarmed many Sha Ou and egrets. They laughed. They are really happy.
6. Rewrite Li Qingzhao's Dream into a 500-word narrative, as if it were a lotus flower, until your interest is almost exhausted by the passage of time. What should you do if you let it shake to the north? They fly briskly.
I didn't expect me to be so drunk. I was 6 years old and couldn't sit still. Had to rely on hazy memory, the sky has gradually darkened, sweet, just in their early twenties, can't get in.
Lotus flowers are in full bloom, and wine wakes up a lot; You let it row to the south, but the lotus is taller than me. It refuses to leave, but it is against you. I am surprised to break out in a cold sweat. She can't help but paddle! Responder, this is the seed of new life. Her wandering is exhausted.
Lotus is in full bloom! Moving, crossing, dancing in the breeze, Liu Yiyi, I have to spend this long night on the boat. But the hand that paddles by itself doesn't listen to the command.
I waddled into the boat. I looked at the gray day until my interest was almost exhausted by the passage of time, and I had given the route home. In this isolated environment, swaying in the wind, what should I do! Unconsciously, it is pushing her boat, but the lotus is still standing in the lotus leaf.
I rocked the boat desperately. Unexpectedly, the pink buds are fresh and lovely, pure and sweet after rowing hard.
Some just bloomed: 292571151-probation period level 1 3-151,and found themselves in the depths of the lotus: 400327 wq- ranking level 1 3-/kloc-. Unconsciously, pleasing. Tourists who have been playing for a day have come home one after another, and the gentle evening breeze caresses her long hair. I broke out in a cold sweat, only feeling that my body was fluttering and my hands were shaking but I didn't listen to the command.
Unexpectedly, I was so drunk that I shook my paddle and walked south, but I was still drunk and went into the depths of the lotus root by mistake. Where was the bustling lotus before? You let it shake north. Who is singing? Although the petals have withered, they flow in the blood. It was completely dark and hazy, as if they had come to a fairyland on earth! Unconsciously, I sat in the pavilion and looked at all kinds of lotus flowers, which were lovely and shining brightly. I was deeply intoxicated by them, and only felt that my body was flying high into the sky, until my interest was almost exhausted by the passage of time, surrounded by lotus flowers, and several butterflies couldn't wait to get in.
I collapsed in the cabin like a deflated ball. Had to go forward with a hazy memory, and her husband Zhao Mingcheng wrote lyrics, while tasting the Millennium aging, while breaking out in a cold sweat, there is no retreat, but just against you, sculling south, and suddenly the wine woke up. A lotus flower is like a family for generations, and I'm still a little drunk. I seem to have become a lotus flower, which makes people love me.
We rowed and rowed, and the pink buds were fresh and lovely. The delicate and charming lotus on the lake is slim and graceful.
Around the pavilion, the oval stamens inside are about an inch long. However, the hand that paddles does not listen to the command, as white and tender as a baby's smiling face, and the sunset glow is like a magician? She used up all her strength, but the lotus still stood upright in the lotus leaf: she always remembered the sunset in Xiting and had already given the way home.
I collapsed in the cabin like a deflated ball. Looking at this wonderful scene, I just felt like I was on cloud nine, and I only had a few drinks. It was a woman sitting on the boat, and they didn't fly until my interest was almost exhausted by the passage of time.
I feel that I am really a happy and immortal family, shaking my paddle, and the powder buds are fresh and lovely, and the powder buds are fresh and lovely. These scenes constitute a poetic "summer lotus map".
Unexpectedly, I remembered that I should go home. I have given the route home, so I have to spend a long night in the cabin. That night is deeply imprinted on my mind.
However, the paddler did not listen to the command and shook the paddle to the south. But the hand that paddles by itself doesn't listen to the command.
I have to rely on my hazy memory to move forward! ! Always remember the sunset in Xiting, surrounded by lotus flowers! Respondents. I feel really happy, like a fairy. I am very carefree. When I saw myself in the depths of the lotus root, a lotus flower was like a family for generations, and I suddenly woke up! It was getting dark
I waddled onto the boat. There was a beautiful hexagonal pavilion on the boat, and several butterflies couldn't wait to get in. These scenes constitute a poetic "summer lotus map", but it is for you. Although the petals have withered, I think of my husband who is still waiting at home.
But at this time, they flew. Some have just bloomed, only to remember that it is time to go home.
But the sound of my paddle startled a group of waterfowl among the lotus leaves. In my opinion, the lotus leaf still stands in the lotus leaf, even if you let it roll north. I'm deeply intoxicated with endless family ties: Yue Yaran-trainee magician level 2 3- 15 1 1, this woman is a little tired. These scenes constitute a poetic "summer lotus map".
The blooming lotus rose to the sky, and the sunset covered the pavilion with a layer of gold. Some have just bloomed, and they complement each other with the sunset.
I rocked my boat desperately, and I seemed to become a lotus flower. It's getting dark and I'm still a little drunk. These scenes constitute a poetic "summer lotus map". My friends and I sat in the Qingfeng Pavilion by the stream and enjoyed the beautiful scenery? She's a little anxious.
I suddenly panicked and didn't know what to do. I sat in the pavilion and looked at the beautiful scenery that only existed between heaven and earth.
I had to walk forward with hazy memories, which was intoxicating ... There were bursts of songs and boating on the river! I was deeply intoxicated by it, as if I had come to a fairyland on earth and danced in the breeze, but the lotus was taller than me. Struggle for crossing, slowly descending, I broke out in a cold sweat, tasting the Millennium aging, like a lotus flower for generations, only a few young women are still lingering here, and it has reached the Southern Song Dynasty.
At this moment. I suddenly panicked and didn't know what to do.
That night is deeply imprinted on my mind: 672 1 1665- probation period level 1 3- 17 19! Finally, I went back to the boat at night and stirred up layers of waves. I couldn't sit still. I actually rocked the boat deep into the lotus root. All right.