Like a Dream如梦令

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I often remember that sunset at Creek Pavilion,

Too drunk to know our way back home.

Turning the boat sound after a joyous day,

We blundered deeper into lotus’ way.

Punt away!

Punt away!

We drive up a beachful of herons and gulls.

常记溪亭日暮,沉醉不知归路。(剩余13字)

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