2. So, if you look for it in a single pillow, the dream will not turn into a lamp and burn. -Ouyang Xiu. "Yu Jiachun, I don't know the distance after your departure."
3. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Li shangyin golden
I dreamed of sparse clocks and floating clouds. Li Qingzhao Meng Xiao
The dream of my old country has come back, and I feel tears in my eyes. Li Yu Midnight song
1.
Mao Yi, the son of Jiangcheng, remembers dreams on the 20th day of the first month.
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.
Translation:
At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream, only to see my wife dressing up in front of the mirror in the small window. The two men looked at each other, and they didn't know where to start with a thousand words, only tears fell thousands of lines in relative silence. It stands to reason that the grave mountain with the bright moon and small pine trees is where I miss my wife every year. ?
2.
Yu Lou-chun's Theory of Reverence Time
Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu
I'm going to talk about the date of return before I respect you. I want to talk about spring first. Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky.
Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling. It's easy to see all the flowers in Los Angeles at first.
Translation:
Before opening the bottle, I plan to set a return date and long for a drink. When I want to say, the beauty has nothing to say, such as the charming face of the spring breeze, I will mourn myself first. Ah, life is sentimental, and it doesn't matter if you don't hate it-the breeze on the roof and the bright moon in the sky.
Don't sing new songs and clear songs before farewell, which has made people sad. Ah, at this time, you only need to see all the peonies in the city, and then you can travel with me, so that you can bid farewell to the spring breeze less sadly.
3.
Inlaid harp
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
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Jinse, why do you have fifty strings? Every string and paragraph reminds people of the year of Huang Jinhua. My heart is like Zhuangzi, confused by butterfly dreams; Another example is watching the emperor, turning the cuckoo into a cuckoo. Hai Ming Yue Ming, Jiao Ren's tears are pearls. Lantian is sunny and warm, and you can see good jade and good smoke. The feelings of joys, sorrows and sorrows cannot be recalled today, but they have been inadvertently long ago. Although it is difficult for readers to understand the ideological content of the poem "Jinse", it is easy to see a poetic scene for wandering in their minds.
4.
Meng Xiao
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Dreams and sparse clocks, floating clouds.
Because of An Qisheng, I met the green flower with sepals.
The autumn wind hooligans have blown all the flowers in the jade well.
* * * Look at the lotus root like a boat and eat dates like melons.
It's not bad to sit on the guest's punch line.
Irony fights sophistry, and live fire divides new tea.
It's not to help the emperor, but it's fun.
Life can be like this, why go home?
Get up, fold your clothes and sit down, cover your ears and get tired of the noise.
You can't see what you know, but you can't see what you think.
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This poem entrusts its own interests and ideals through beautiful dreams, and also reflects its "disgust" for real life. The concept of fate may be influenced by Li Bai's "Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream". But Li Bai's poems can hold one's head high and hold one's head high when expressing ambition; However, this poem by Li Qingzhao is just a helpless sigh of the author.
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Midnight Song: How can we avoid the sadness and hate in life?
Five Dynasties: Li Yu
How can we avoid the sadness and hate in life, and what is the limit of ecstasy! The dream of the old country is back, and I feel tears falling down my eyes.
Who is the tallest building? Remember that autumn is sunny. The past is empty, still like a dream.
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How to avoid the sadness and hate in life? Only I am sad! I dreamed that I had returned to my old country. When I woke up, my tears fell.
Who will climb the building with me? I will always remember a sunny autumn, looking out from a tall building. The past is empty, as if in a dream.