Who can help me translate the following, sea cooking wine, a short paragraph of ancient Chinese into modern Chinese? It's better to be more detailed. Thank you! `

This is not ancient prose, but modern poetry or lyrics, which rhyme and have little sense of rhythm.

Keyword explanation:

Stranded:

1. The ship cannot sail when it enters shallow water. From Chapters 4 and 3 of The Scholars: "The salt boat ran aground, let's help him start dialing!"

2. To make a metaphor, what is going on normally is unexpectedly stopped and stopped halfway.

Dark black:

1, with red in black. "Li Zhoukao Gong Ji Zhong Shi": "Five entries are fetters, seven entries are fetters" Han Zhengxuan's note: "Where darkness lies between fetters, what about six entries?"

2, red and black, black with red, generally refers to black. Lu Xun's "Scream Medicine": "A man with a full face is wearing a dark black cloth shirt, and his buttons are loose."

Dust:

1, a metaphor for the hardships and tiredness of the journey. Du Fu's "Farewell to Helan School": The country has just returned to the right step, and the dry Kun is still dusty.

2. Metaphor is chaotic society or wandering rivers and lakes.

3, metaphor secular disturbance, dirty or gossip, gossip.

Artist's oil painting: the original meaning refers to the makeup applied to the performer's face. Xi Murong: "Under the painted skin, I have a player's heart."

Leisure time: free time;

Hao: white and bright;

Zhou: refers to the descendants of emperors or nobles;

Trial version:

Once upon a time, love and hate were intertwined,

Disappeared, stopped,

Only the memory stayed, lingering on that black shirt,

No more circulation, no more lingering;

Weak love-hate commitment can't stand the change of time.

Time pulls down the sweet curtain and happiness escapes.

Time seems to be still, is it also uncomfortable for its cruelty?

Still waiting, the truth is hidden and disturbed?

In the chaotic world, dressed as a player, decorated with thick powder, chanting operas,

Put on the coat of indifference and stop showing people with their true colors;

Maybe I have a gift for love, but I choose to forget nature.

When the achievements of forgeries spread around the world,

I danced with the hand of the world of mortals on the bright moon night.

Let the shortage spread.

Promises have no roots and disperse with the wind;

The ends of the earth you promised, after all, there is nothing;

And I, although I am rich in this world, am homeless.

The explanation has associative elements, which are not completely compared with the original text, but only help to understand.

I hope it helps.