How to mark the pause of Li Qingzhao's dream?

Like a dream, I will always remember the sunset in Xiting.

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

Always remember/Xiting/Sunset, get drunk/don't know/go home.

Xing Jing/late return to the boat, wrong/lotus/deep.

Fight for the ferry, fight for the ferry, go/beach/seagull.

Translation:

I often remember playing in the pavilion by the stream until sunset, indulging in the beautiful scenery and forgetting the way home. I tried my best to return by boat and accidentally entered the depths of the lotus root. How can I get out? How can I get out? The sound of rowing started a flock of seagulls.

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Writing background:

This song "Like a Dream, Always Remember the Sunset in the Pavilion" is an early work of Li Qingzhao, and the more credible time is when Li Qingzhao arrived in Bianjing before her marriage. During this time, Li Qingzhao lived in a boudoir and couldn't help recalling the days when she played ball when she was young. Her nostalgia for those lives is growing day by day, which makes the author poetic, so she wrote this poem that has been passed down through the ages.

This word is a masterpiece of tourism appreciation, written as drunk as mud, full of flowers, fresh and unique. The phrase "Chang Ji" is plain, natural and harmonious, which naturally leads readers to the realm of words she created. "Long Ji" clearly stated that the location was "Xiting" and the time was "Sunset". After the party, the author was too drunk to recognize the way back. "

The word "intoxicated" expresses the author's inner joy, and "I don't know the way home" also conveys the author's lingering feelings with twists and turns. It seems that this is a very pleasant trip and left a deep impression on the author.

The words in this poem are concise, only a few fragments are selected, and the touching scenery and the author's happy mood are combined to write the author's good mood when he was young, which makes people want to go boating with her and indulge in it. As the saying goes, "the feelings of teenagers are born", this poem is not carved, but full of natural beauty.