1. Poems about Xiaomeng
Poems about Xiaomeng 1. Collection of poems about "dream"
1. After many years of separation between life and death, the soul has never been Coming into a dream - "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: It has been one year since the yin and yang separated, why have you never come to me in my dream?
2. Hearing about the emperor’s envoy from the Han family, the dream soul in the Jiuhua tent was frightened——"Song of Everlasting Sorrow" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: Taizhen heard that the king’s envoy had arrived, and from Awakened from dream.
3. Life is like a dream, a statue still shines in the moonlight of the river - "Niannujiao·Chibi Nostalgia" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
Translation: Life is like a dream, raise a wine glass to pay homage to this The eternal bright moon.
4. Last night, I dreamed of flowers falling in Xiantan. It’s a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of the spring - Zhang Ruoxu, Tang Dynasty’s "Moonlight Night with Flowers on the Spring River"
Translation: Last night, I dreamed of flowers falling in Xiantan. It’s a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring. What's more, I still can't go home half way through spring.
5. When I was drunk, I lit up the lamp and watched the sword, and I dreamed of blowing the trumpet company——Xin Qiji, Song Dynasty, "Broken Zhenzi, composed a heroic poem for Chen Tongfu to send it"
Translation: In the drunken dream I turned on the oil lamp and looked at the sword. In my dream, I returned to the various fortresses of the past, and the horns sounded one after another.
Extended information
Dream also means dream. The ancients believed that there must be a reason for dreams. Wang Fu once said, "Among the strange dreams, there are many that are rewarding and few that are ineffective." He believed that there is always a reason for dreams. The reasons for dreaming are known to be psychological and physiological, but even in these two aspects known to humans, humans still cannot explain the mechanism of dream formation.
The events and scenes formed in dreams come from people's existing cognition and memory, which include vision, hearing, touch, and feeling. All these elements that appear in people's dreams are based on memory.
China is the first country to study dreams. More than 2,000 years before Freud, we had a monograph on dreams - "The Interpretation of Dreams by Duke Zhou". However, the interpretation of dreams in "Zhou Gong's Interpretation of Dreams" is not from a scientific perspective.
Based on the social, scientific and technological conditions at that time, this book has considerable historical limitations in the interpretation of dreams. Among them, dreams are given the ability to analyze people's future misfortunes. However, based on today's scientific understanding of dreams, people have found that dreams cannot predict people's future misfortunes. This view first emerged from Freud's book "The Interpretation of Dreams".
When people dream, their physiological manifestations include rapid eye movements and sleep talking. It is widely recognized that dreams occur in the light sleep state of people's sleep.
Dreams are both real and illusory. Whether this is psychological or imaginary, people still cannot explain it.
Reference: Dream - Sogou Encyclopedia
2. What are the poems about "dream"
1. Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his dream, and he looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. . (Li Shangyin. "Jin Se")
2. The dawn dream follows the sparse clock, and floats on the clouds. (Li Qingzhao. "Dawn Dream")
3. At night, I had a deep dream and suddenly returned home. I was dressing up outside the small window. (Su Shi. "Jiang Chengzi")
4. In the dream, I didn't know that I was a guest, and I was greedy for pleasure for a while. (Li Yu. "Lang Tao Sha")
5. The dream of returning to the motherland makes me shed tears. (Li Yu. "Midnight Song")
6. How much hatred was in my dream last night. It's still like visiting Shangyuan in the old days. (Li Yu. "Looking to the South of the Yangtze River")
7. The clouds are steaming over Mengze, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City. (Meng Haoran. "Looking at Dongting Lake and presenting it to Prime Minister Zhang")
8. I found it in my dream while sleeping on my pillow, but the dream failed to turn into a lamp and ignited. (Ouyang Xiu. "Jade House Spring: I don't know whether you are far or near after farewell")
9. Feeling nostalgic for my old friend, I am tired of my dreams. (Meng Haoran. "Summer South Pavilion Huai Xin Da")
10. After all the tears, the dream cannot come true, and the sound of singing is heard in the front hall late at night. (Bai Juyi. "Gong Ci")
3. Poems about dreams
1. "Broken Zhenzi·Composing a strong poem for Chen Tongfu" Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
When I was drunk, I looked at the sword with the light on, and I dreamed of blowing the trumpet company. Eight hundred miles away, the people under his command are burning, and the sound of fifty strings turning over the Great Wall. Autumn brings troops to the battlefield.
The horse is flying fast, and the bow is like a thunderbolt. Finish the affairs of the king and the world, and win the reputation during and after death. Misfortune happens in vain!
Translation: In a drunken dream, I turned on the oil lamp and looked at the sword. In my dream, I returned to the various camps of the past, and the horns sounded one after another. Roast beef was distributed among the men, and the band played Northern Xinjiang songs. This is autumn military parade on the battlefield. The war horses ran as fast as Luma, and the bows and arrows shook the ears like thunder. (I) wholeheartedly want to complete the great mission of regaining the lost land of the country for the monarch and gain a good reputation that will be passed down from generation to generation. Poor man with gray hair!
2. "Jiang Chengzi·Dreams on the Night of the Twentieth Day of the First Month of Yimao" Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Ten years of life and death are so vast that they cannot be forgotten without thinking. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
At night, I suddenly returned home from a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.
It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.
Translation: Two people have been separated from each other for ten years. They miss each other but are at a loss and cannot see each other. I don’t want to let myself miss it, but I can’t forget it. My wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her the desolation and sorrow in my heart. Even if we meet, we probably won't know each other, because I am running around, my face is covered with dust, and my temples are like frost.
At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream, and saw my wife dressing up in front of the mirror in front of the small window. The two looked at each other, not knowing where to start from a thousand words, and could only shed a thousand lines of tears in relative silence. I imagined that the moonlit graveyard with small pine trees growing there was the place where I missed my wife with heartache every year.
3. "Two Poems on the Wind and Rain on November 4th. Part 2" Song Dynasty: Lu You
Lying stiffly in the isolated village, not mourning for oneself, but still thinking about guarding the Luntai for the country.
At night, I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream.
Translation: I lay upright in the lonely and desolate countryside, not feeling sad for my situation, and thinking about defending the country's borders. At the end of the night, I lay in bed and heard the sound of wind and rain, and dreamed vaguely that I was riding an armored horse across the frozen river to fight in the northern battlefield.
4. "Morning Journey to Shangshan" Tang Dynasty: Wen Tingyun
Starting in the morning to recruit priests, the travelers mourned their hometown. The sound of chickens is heard in Maodian, and the frost is everywhere in Banqiao.
The oak leaves have fallen on the mountain road, and the orange flowers are shining brightly on the post wall. Thinking of Du Ling's dream, the wild geese filled the pond.
Translation: When I get up at dawn, the bells of the carriages and horses are already shaking; after traveling a long way, the wanderer misses his hometown sadly. The sound of chickens is loud, the thatched shop is bathed in the afterglow of the dawn moon; the footprints are faint, and the wooden plank bridge is covered with early spring frost. Withered oak leaves have fallen all over the wild roads in the barren mountains; pale white orange blossoms bloom brightly on the mud walls of the inn. So I remembered the beautiful scene of Du Ling's dream last night; a flock of ducks and geese were playing in the curved lake and pond on the shore.
5. "Die Lian Hua·Dream of the Yanshui Road in the South of the Yangtze River" Song Dynasty: Yan Jidao
Dreaming of the Yanshui Road in the South of the Yangtze River, traveling all the way to the south of the Yangtze River, never meeting anyone else. There is nothing to say when you are sleeping, and you are melancholy when you wake up.
If you try to exhaust this love letter, it will be like a wild goose and a sinking fish, and in the end there will be no evidence. But relying on the slow string song to say goodbye, the broken heart moves the Qin Zheng pillar.
Translation: In my dream, I walked towards the misty Jiangnan Road. I traveled all over the land of Jiangnan, but could not meet my beloved after parting. In the dream, there is no place to express the sadness and ecstasy. After waking up, I feel melancholy, all because of the dream. I wanted to express my love and write you a letter, but the geese disappeared and the fish sank, and in the end the letter was not sent. I have no choice but to slowly play the zither to express my feelings of separation. Even if I break the zither pillars, it is difficult to express my resentment.