The stems of the lotus plants in the vast pond, adorned with numerous blossoms, are entwining around our legs, causing us discomfort as though we were bitten by venomous scorpions. O our esteemed leader, renowned for your prowess in effortlessly lifting pots and performing dances of divine ecstasy! We beseech you to cease your playful mischiefs and, with your boundless compassion, graciously return to us our silken garments.