1. Classic ancient poems about dreams
Classic ancient poems about dreams 1. What are the poems about dreams
Ancient poems about "dreams" There are the following poems:
"Autumn Poems"
Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. I say that autumn is better than spring.
A crane lining the clouds in the clear sky brings poetry to the blue sky.
"Rewarding Lotte at the First Banquet in Yangzhou"
Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
In the desolate place of Bashan and Chushui, I have been abandoned for twenty-three years.
Nostalgically reciting the poems on the flute in the air, and when I go to the countryside to read them, I feel like a dead person.
Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees spring in front of the diseased trees.
Listen to a song of Junge today, and just have a glass of wine to keep your spirits up.
"Two Poems of Indignation"
Lu You, Song Dynasty
White-haired Xiao Xiao lies in the middle of the lake, relying only on heaven and earth to judge his loyalty.
The poor and poor Su Wu has been eating for a long time, and his teeth are empty when he is worried and angry.
The drizzle falls on the Shanglin Garden in spring, and the ruined Luoyang Palace looks like a moonlit night.
Even if your ambition is not old enough, you will still be a ghost hero when you die.
In the mirror, my temples are faded by the passing years, but my heart is still as good as a pill.
It is too late to give up the test of military uniforms, and the grief and anger are still fighting for the cold sword.
After ten years of garrisoning Bo, we have a grand plan to fight against Gaolan thousands of miles away.
Guanhe has been full of things since ancient times, but who would have thought that it would just happen now?
"Bamboo and Stone"
Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty
He insists that the green mountains will not let go, and his roots are still in the broken rocks.
Even though you have endured countless blows, you are still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south.
"Xuyi Xing" Liu Guo of the Southern Song Dynasty
Why don't you surrender to the general at night and persuade him to conquer the barbarians?
The sea can be filled and the mountains can be moved, and a man's ambition should be like this.
2. Beautiful poems about "dreams"
Daydream by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty in February Rao Drowsy and sleepy, not sleeping alone at night or in short days.
The peach blossoms warm the eyes and make you drunk, and the spring and sunset are linked to dreams. The alleys of my hometown are at the bottom of thorns, and the monarchs and ministers of the Central Plains are surrounded by jackals and tigers.
Ande is engaged in farming and fighting, and there are no officials in the world asking for money. Returning to Dreams by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty The roads are often blocked, and the mountains and rivers are lonely every day.
The only one who has lived an ignoble life is old, and he has been rebelling for three dynasties. The rain is rushing, the maples are green, the clouds are deep and the black water is far away.
If you don’t get your dream return, you don’t need Chu Ci’s moves. Two Dreams by Li Bai, Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The farewell in death is swallowed, but the farewell in life is always pitiful.
In the miasmatic land south of the Yangtze River, there is no news after expelling guests. Old friends come into my dream, knowing that I will remember each other forever.
I am afraid that it is not the soul of a lifetime, and the road is far and unpredictable. When the soul comes, the maple leaves are green, but when the soul returns, the leaves are black.
You are now trapped in a snare, why do you have wings? The setting moon fills the beams of the house, hesitatingly illuminating the colors.
The water is deep and the waves are wide, and no dragon can catch it. The floating clouds move all day long, and the wanderer will not arrive for a long time.
I dreamed of you frequently for three nights, and I saw your will in person. Returning home is often awkward, and the journey of hardship is hard to come by.
There are many turmoils in the rivers and lakes, and the boat may be lost. If you scratch your head when you go out, you will lose your ambition in life.
The capital is covered with crowns, but this man is alone and haggard. The clouds and the network are in full swing, which makes my old body tired.
Long live the name, but the loneliness will be behind you. Written after a night dream on August 30th, the second year of Baoli, written by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. It is a joy to see Chen Ying suddenly unraveling, but the return of the world network is unknown.
Don’t forget the dream in the Quanwu Pavilion, while walking in the mud rain in Lingnan. Reply to the Dream of Mountain Station by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. The dream of traveling to the king has come thousands of miles away, and my soul has been locked up for two years.
Don’t forget the place where you used to sit and walk, in front of the bamboo bushes at the foot of the back hall. Staying straight in the confinement, dreaming about the immortal temple. Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. Xixuan grass is free from edicts, and the pines and bamboos are deep and silent.
When the moon comes out and the breeze comes, it suddenly looks like a sunset in the mountains. Because it becomes a southwest dream, the dream is like a wandering fairy.
When I hear the sound of palace leakage, it is like the sound of water dripping from a mountain spring. Mengjiu Tang Bai Juyi Don't come to the boss to practice hard and become ashes.
My whole life’s memories are gone, why did I fall into a dream last night? Dream about Mr. Pei by Bai Juyi of Tang Dynasty Five years separated life and death, but one night the dream came true. In the dream, it was like the past, just like the Jinluan Palace.
It looks like golden purple, with a clear appearance of ice and jade. Diligence and love for each other are the same as in life.
Now that I know it is a dream, I feel pity that the love has not ended yet. Looking back on what happened at that time, what happened last night? Learn the Dharma by yourself, and all the connections will become empty.
I am a gentleman now, and my tears will stick to my chest. Dreaming of going up the mountain by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty I dreamed of going up to the Songshan Mountain at night, carrying a quinoa staff alone.
Thousands of rocks and ten thousand valleys are all worth visiting. In the dream, my feet are not sick, but I am as healthy as my youth.
After realizing the spirit and returning to the original state, it still retains its old form and quality. Only then did we realize that within the body and spirit, there is no illness in the body or in the spirit.
Both form and spirit are illusions, and dreams are not real. Although walking during the day is awkward, walking at night is quite comfortable.
Since day and night are equally divided, what is gained or lost in between? Meng Wei Zhi Tang Bai Juyi When I get up in the morning, I feel melancholy in the wind. I can't hear the river flowing through the river. I don’t know why I remembered you, but I dreamed of you three times last night.
Dream Immortal by Bai Juyi of Tang Dynasty People have dream immortals, and their dream bodies ascend to the heavenly realm. He rides on a white crane with two red flags in front.
The feathers are fluttering, and the jade luan is clanking. Looking straight down in mid-air, the world is a blur.
Gradually losing the hometown and country, the landscape becomes different. The East China Sea is all white, and the mountains are five spots green.
After a while, a group of immortals came to lead them to Yujing. An Qi is envious of his family, and his servants are like ministers.
Pay homage to the Jade Emperor and express your sincerity before bowing your head. The emperor said that you are an immortal, so don’t underestimate yourself if you work hard.
Fifteen years later, I hope you will not die in court. When I paid homage to Si Yan again, I was both happy and surprised.
I dare not reveal the secret, but I vow to live in the rock. Loyalty sacrifices flesh and blood, and eliminates the smell of food and drink.
In the morning, you eat mica powder, and at night you suck in the evil spirits. The mountain has been empty for thirty years, and every day I look at the carriages and welcome them.
It has been a long time since the early stage, and there is no sound from the Luanhe. The teeth and hair become whiter with each passing day, and the ears and eyes become less intelligent.
Once the same thing is transformed, the body merges with the dung soil. There is faith in gods and immortals, but vulgar power cannot be relied upon.
Gou has no golden bones and no elixir name. He just taught the bigu method and accepted the burning elixir sutra in vain.
If you work hard only for yourself, you will never succeed in a hundred years. Sadly, dreamer, one dream can ruin a life! Meng, Li Qi and Yu 32 visited Yuan Jiu. Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. I dreamed of returning to Chang'an at night and meeting my old relatives and friends.
The loss is on my left, and the success is on my right. It's February day, and the spring breeze comes out hand in hand.
We passed through Jinganli together and dismounted to look for Yuanjiu. Yuan Jiu was sitting alone and smiled when he saw me.
It also refers to the flower in the west courtyard, which is the wine in the north pavilion. As the saying goes, everyone has his or her own reasons, and it seems that happiness cannot last forever.
In a moment, the gods are together, but the gods are separated. Feeling suspicious, searching for nothing.
The shadow of the remaining lamp flickered on the wall, and the slanting moonlight penetrated the window. Looking northwest at dawn, does Mr. Wanli know? When I grow old and see no time, I hesitate and scratch my white head.
Dreamless Tang Bai Juyi The old eyes are dazzled and the front is dark, and the spring clothes are cold after the rain. Many old poems are forgotten, but new wine is tasted.
Being clumsy is determined by the stability of the body, and carelessness should be taken advantage of when the company is difficult. I am gradually thinking about fame and fortune, but I have no dream of going to Chang'an.
Two Suspicious Dreams by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty Don’t be frightened, flattered, humiliated, worried and happy, don’t count the hardships of kindness and hardship. Huangdi Confucius had nowhere to ask, and he knew he was not in a dream.
It is difficult to tell whether the deer suspects Zheng or Prime Minister, but the birth of Butterfly Flower Village can be known. If it is not a dream now, how long can it last longer than the dream?
Zhongshu Dreams of Zhongzhou at Night by Tang Bai Juyi Your Majesty dreamed in front of the lamp that he was traveling in Banan City. Come to the ferry in search of flowers, go to the top of the mountain in search of temples.
The color of the river is distinctly green, and the sound of the ape is still sad. The ban bell frightened me to sleep, but I couldn't go to the east building.
Sleepwalking Tianmu chants and leaves for farewell Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty Haike talks about Yingzhou, the smoke and waves are dim and it is difficult to find a letter. The more people are talking about Tianmu, the bright clouds may disappear or be visible.
Tianmu stretches the sky towards the sky, pulling out the five mountains to cover Chicheng. The rooftop is 48,000 feet long, and it is tilted toward the southeast.
I want to dream of Wuyue and fly across the Jinghu Lake in the moonlight overnight. The moon on the lake shines on my shadow and sends me to Yanxi River.
Xie Gong’s residence is still there today, and the Lu River is rippling and the apes are crying. Wearing Xie Gong's clogs, we climbed the Qingyun Ladder.
The sun can be seen from half of the wall, and the sky chickens can be heard in the sky. Thousands of rocks have many twists and turns, and the path is uncertain. The lost flowers leaning against the rocks are suddenly dim.
Bears roar and dragons sing in Yinyan Spring, and chestnut trees in deep forests are shocking to the top. The clouds are green as if it is raining, and the water is sluggish with smoke.
The columns were struck by thunderbolts, and the hills collapsed. The cave sky stone fan opens suddenly.
The blue sky is vast and bottomless, and the sun and moon shine on the gold and silver platform. Ni is the clothes, the wind is the horse, and the kings of clouds come and go one after another.
The tiger, the drum, the harp, the luan, come back to the car, and the immortals are lined up like hemp. Suddenly my soul palpitates and my soul moves, I suddenly start and sigh.
Only when I sleep on my pillow, I lose the ever-present haze. The same is true for pleasure in the world. Since ancient times, everything has flowed eastwards.
When will you return when you leave? Let me leave the white deer among the green cliffs and ride to visit famous mountains as soon as possible. An Neng was able to bend his eyebrows and bend his waist to serve the powerful, which made me unhappy.
Spring Dream Tang Cen Shen The spring breeze blew up in the bridal chamber last night, and the old friend was still across the Xiangjiang River. In a spring dream on my pillow, I traveled thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River.
Dreaming of farewell after generation. Sun Zuofu, the eldest son of the Tang Dynasty. Dreaming of farewell in the midst of farewell, sorrow comes after sorrow. Dreams are thousands of miles away, and it is difficult to follow them again.
Thinking about the dream was painful, but I regretted that it was too late to wake up. Even if it is not true, why not let the dream come true.
Dreaming about Taibai Xifeng by Chang Jian of the Tang Dynasty. In my dream, I climbed up to the nine cliffs, and met Yuan Jun in the mist. Send me to Taibai Peak with few words and dirty atmosphere.
The knot is in Xinghan, and the banquet forest is closed and dense. The eaves and couplets are covered with green, and the scarves and blankets are covered with clouds.
When I went to the stream, it was still dark in the solitary pavilion. Pine peaks draw shadows from the sky, and Ishize Qingxia writes.
Enjoy the leisurely boat ride.
3. Poems about dreams
Ouyang Fu's poem It's been the year of Mengsong since I left home.
Liu Haoxu's sentence: Returning to a dream is like spring water, wandering around my hometown. Xue Ying's poem: The flowers stay in Yue, and the moon returns to Qin in dreams.
Duan Chengshi Sentence: The outbreak of lice prevents you from returning to your dream, and the noise of insects breaks through the dawn. Duan Chengshi's sentence: In the dream, I think about the nectar, and in my words, I cherish the lamp.
Sikong Tu Sentence: The ground is cool, the cranes are dreaming, the forest is quiet and the monks are solemn. Zhao Gu's sentence: The crane returns to Songdao, and the letter is perfect; the wind in Orange Island brings the fragrance of dreams.
Xiong Jiao's poem: After waking up from a dream of being tired of listening to the singing of birds, I am swept away by the fall of flowers and the end of spring. Meng Bin said in a sentence: The fairy bird returned to the sky and dreamed of it, and the Qing Dynasty did not feel good about itself.
Zhang Zi's Dream Sentences: God knows that I remember this person, so that I can see him in my dreams.
Li Pin's Sentence: Just a five-character sentence will take a lifetime.
("Bei Meng Suo Yan") Li Yuan's sentence: Three glasses of wine for personnel matters, and a game of chess for the fleeting years. ("Northern Dream Suoyan").
Li Jingrang Quote: Chengdu has one hundred thousand households, and it is like a feather. (See "Bei Meng Suoyan") Yang Juyuan's sentence "Three swords dreamed of Yizhou, and one arrow captured Liaocheng."
(See "Chronicle" below). Lu Zhao's sentence: You dream of the moonlight, and you remember the song of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
(See "Yuezhou Prefecture Chronicles"). Han Xie's Three Recollections: When I was sleeping, I was sleepy in spring dreams.
The jade hairpin hangs down from the pillow. Tan Yongzhi's sentence: The flowing water is familiar with the world, and the fallen flowers are tired of the worldly work.
("Yi Monk") Wu Bin's sentence: The mandarin heron guest has not left the trace, but the dream soul arrived at the partridge village first. ("Ci Jie Mu") Linghu Chu's Songs of Xianghe·Five poems on the march to the army.
Even if I dream of returning home, I still hear the sound of a blockage. Linghu Chu's Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Two Songs of Sauvignon Blanc. You are walking up the mountain, and I am dreaming in your boudoir.
Thousands of jade chopsticks fell, and the silver bed was half empty. Linghu Chu's Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Two Songs of Sauvignon Blanc. Sleeping on a beautiful mat in the spring, watching through the screen window at dawn.
In the hazy dream, I am still at home in western Liaoning. *** Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Sixth Clear There is no one in the boudoir candle, but there is a dream soul in Luo Ping.
Recently, the sound has been lost, and I look at the king’s door all day long. *** Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Longevity Girl The clouds send rain to Guanxi, and the wind spreads to Weibei for autumn.
The solitary lamp is like a guest’s dream, and the cold pestle is causing homesickness. *** Lyrics of Miscellaneous Songs·Da Yue Music (Shang Diaoqu) Tears are hard to shed, and broken jade is easy to sell.
The beauty goes with the bright moon, but the dream soul is far away. Wang Ji wrote on the wall of the hotel: Last night the bottle was empty, now the urn is about to be opened.
After interpreting the dream in a dream, he came to the restaurant. Zhang Wenshou's Da Yule's tears are hard to shed, and jade with broken bones is easy to sell.
If you follow the bright moon, your dream soul will never be far away. Questions from the Song Dynasty. Reply to Tian Zhengjun Where did I go when I traveled to the mountains? I returned to Yiluojian late.
When I returned to bed, I suddenly dreamed of being in Songqiu Mountain. Song Zhiwen returned to Lingnan in Jingzhou. On a third autumn day in Mengze, there was a cloud in the sky.
He will also take off his feathers and rejoin the group of partridges. Zhang Shuo: Five poems about entering Zhuyu Mountain on the 9th. The evening festival celebrates the ninth day, and there are five thousand people on the high mountain.
I met a saint when I was drunk, and I saw an immortal in my dream. Shen Ruyun's Two Poems of a Boudoir's Complaint It's hard to send books when the geese run out, and I worry about having many dreams.
I would like to follow the shadow of the lonely moon and shine in Fubo Camp. Zheng Gu Gu lived in Zhijingshe for the rest of half a century in Western Shu after the rebellion... Four rhymes are used to hang it. Hearing the pure words every time he thinks, facing the Zen bed on a rainy night.
We have not met again, and the autumn lanterns illuminate the shadow hall. Gu Yun finally broke the promise, and Bo Huan was injured.
The dream surrounds the long pine tower and burns a stick of incense in the distance. Xu Bin's night mooring in Jingshan met relatives and friends. The mountains and the sea were different, so the boat stopped for this period.
There is no limit to what we mean when we meet each other, but there are no words to say when we meet. Sitting there for eternity, I wonder about my dreams and worry about my hair.
It’s easy to get famous quickly, but it won’t take time to get there. Xu Bin, a friend of Hannan Huai, I am traveling from the west to the east, so why would I want to meet like this?
I dreamed of the Wuyue River, and hated the Xianghan Bell deeply. Cumulus clouds clear the way, and snow piles on the front peak at dawn.
Who knows that it is not the same as before, and pity you for suddenly seeing your appearance. Cui Tu, the hermit of Songyang, has been dreaming for forty years, and his career is on the same level.
No one lives together for a long time, but there are cranes who meditate on each other. Grass grows in the field, springs and chalcedony flow.
I even think that the tree in the garden is old and that it is autumn in the world. Cui Tu Wushan Temple The double daisies look like horns, which should hurt the spring of the motherland.
The country is not its old owner, but Yun Yu is its predecessor. Mengjue's poet is as spiritual as a native of Chu.
I don’t know where he will become a god again after a thousand years. Cui Tu is pregnant with Jinshi Wei Dan during the Spring Festival Gala. All the flowers in his hometown are gone, but the dream of Jianglou is still lingering.
Half a lifetime is spent, but one life is so difficult. The grass is pure and clear, and the acacia has orchid.
Looking forward to the spring of the second year, it doesn’t look like I was in Chang’an. Cui Tu's Qiuxi Gathering with Friends. The chapters and sentences accumulate small achievements, and the stars and frost are twenty empty.
You should be as young as me, and you will be the same as me. After the monk returned from the moon, the poem appeared in the guest's dream.
I even heard the cranes buzzing and the clear dew dripping from the green pine trees. Cui Tu gave a gift of food to the monk who was on vacation. Hearing the bell and not fasting alone, why should he be more concerned about it?
There are few people passing through the courtyard quietly, walking up the steps leisurely from the grass. There are no birds under the platform, and clouds are buried on the stone road.
To recall the old days in Zen, I still dream of hundreds of cliffs. Cui Tu spent a leisurely time in spring recalling his old business in the south of the Yangtze River. How could it be that Du Men returned to his hometown in the morning and evening?
The dream never leaves the spring stone, and Lin Wei is said to be in hiding. Gradually, I became familiar with the worldly affairs, and recalled the spring of my hometown.
The water and wind in the south are warm, and white apples should grow. Cui Tu's mountain house at the top of Sulu Mountain. Stepping out of the forest, you can see thousands of peaks one after another.
A long period of leisure is like an attempt, and a temporary period of time is like a difficulty. The trees in the valley are covered with old clouds, and the shadow of the waterfall outside the monk's window is cold.
I feel that my heart is not up to the mark, so I look forward to this dream of Chang'an. Cui Tu's Book of Autumn Evening Look at the autumn colors, it's time to go out again.
It is not too early for white hair to appear, and it is too late for Qingyun to go away. Meng Wei was pregnant with the country, and there was no trace of Taqi.
In this way, I can strengthen my way, and I am worthy of knowing it. Han Xie Leaving Home A long night in early August, the first journey through thousands of mountains.
Beautiful faces are only dreams, but complaints are silent. The guests at the ancestral table dispersed, and horses were riding in the empty suburbs.
Self-pity is not enlightenment, and being cramped is a false name. Han Xie wanted to leave, and Fen Yun talked through the window, making an appointment with her when she was still young.
We have to meet somewhere, no matter when we want to leave. The hatred is deep and endless, and the love is extremely suspicious.
The melancholy Taoyuan Road is only known in dreams. Wu Rong sent Master Guangli back to the east. Purple Palace had been favored by him for a long time, and he returned to the east and passed through Haimen.
I know that the glory is just a dream, and I am willing to be ecstatic even if I say goodbye. The morning bird comes first in the bright future, and the ape roosts in the dark in the cold.
If the mountain is heavy, it should be old and cloudy. Wu Rong left for Tongguan early. The moon was setting in the sky, and his dream was still lingering.
The trees are green at dawn, and the jade steps are cold. The official career ended in self-suffering, and the life experience was quiet and impressive.
The competition seems to be hidden in the mountains, and the clouds pillow the green turbulence. Wu Rong's Butterfly Two by two, the smoke and dew in the South Garden are slight.
They must live side by side when living, and fly together when flying. The grass is light and worried, and the flowers are dying and cherishing the evening light.
I have long acquaintances with beautiful girls, and I dream about people returning from far away at night. Dai Siyan Jiang Shangyu If you don’t want to go, this feeling is not free.
Wherever the stars shine, wind and rain bring cool autumn. Dreaming of a cold locked river in the sky, the sound follows the sorrow of the yellow leaves.
Xiao Xiao is still here and will go to Pingzhou sooner or later. Dai Siyan is on the fortress. The sky is full of traces, the day is vast, and the sandy ancient battlefield is still there.
There is a lot of snow in spring, and cattle and sheep make their living. Tears blow in the cold corner, and dry elms fall on the bed of dreams.
I have never been a visitor to the mountains and rivers, so how can I say I have been to Yuyang? Du Xunhe sent Chen Feng back to Machuan. The bottom of Machuan was clear, as if entering Wuling River.
Mountains on both sides of the bank face each other, and birds are chirping wildly in spring. The wine flags and willows move, the monk's house aligns with the clouds.
This is the road to my hometown, and my dream of cherishing you is not lost. Du Xunhe gave it to Master Linshang. Regardless of Zen and the law, one must eventually enter the door of enlightenment.
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4. What are the beautiful poems about "dreams"
1. I often remember the sunset in the creek pavilion, and I am so intoxicated that I don’t know the way back. Returning to the boat late after all the fun, I strayed into the depths of lotus flowers.
Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing, startling a pool of gulls and herons.
——Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream Ling·Chang Ji Xiting Sunset"
2. The rain and wind were strong last night, and the remaining wine could not be consumed by the heavy sleep. When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same. Do you know, do you know? It should be green, red and thin.
——Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream Ling·Last Night Rained and Winded Up"
3. After the dream, the tower is high and locked, and the curtain is low when drunk. Last year, spring regret came. The fallen flower man is independent, and the tiny swift swallows fly together.
I remember when we first met Xiao Ping, Luo Yi had a double heart. The pipa strings speak of lovesickness. The bright moon was there at that time, and it once illuminated the colorful clouds.
——Song Dynasty Yan Jidao's "Linjiang Fairy·Dream Queen Tower High Lock"
4. The orchids are falling, and the dark red bananas are on the screen. I have a leisurely dream of the plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, and the sound of the flute on the boat at night. Renyu Yibian Bridge.
——"Dream Jiangnan·Orchid Embers Falling" by Huangfusong of the Tang Dynasty
5. The old rabbit and the cold toad are weeping in the sky, and the walls of the cloud tower are half open and slanting white. The moon is rolling with dew and the light is wet, and the Luan Pei meets the fragrant osmanthus street.
Yellow dust and clear water flow under the three mountains, changing for thousands of years like a running horse. Looking at Qizhou's nine-point smoke in the distance, a glass of sea water pours down.
——"Dream Sky" by Li He of the Tang Dynasty
6. Dreaming of entering 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 all this love letter, it will end up with no evidence. But relying on the slow string song to say goodbye, the broken heart moves the Qin Zheng pillar.
——Song Dynasty Yan Jidao's "Die Lian Hua·Dream into the Yanshui Road in the South of the Yangtze River"
7. The snow is dawning and the Qingjia chaos arises. Sleepwalking somewhere, somewhere unknown. The iron cavalry has no reputation and is like water. Xiangguan River, west of Yanmen, on the edge of Qinghai.
Sleeping in the cold light. The sound leakage is cut off and the window paper is tilted. Since then, he has been granted the title of Marquis in Wanli. Who knows, although the temples are broken, the heart is not dead.
——Lu You, Song Dynasty, "Wandering to the Palace at Night, Remembering Dreams and Sent to Master Bohun"
8. Where to meet? Climb Baochai Tower and visit Tongque Terrace. Ask the cook to chop it up, and the whale will be found in the east. If you cut it, it will be presented to the dragon matchmaker in the west.
Among all the heroes in the world, who among the rest of us, Shijun or Cao, is worthy of drinking wine? Thousands of chariots carry Yan to the south and Zhao to the north, swordsmen and wizards.
——Liu Kezhuang, Song Dynasty, "Qinyuanchun·Mengfuluo"
9. The swallows are light, the orioles are delicate and soft, and they clearly look towards Hua Xu again. The long night fights for thin love and knowledge? Early spring is stained by lovesickness.
The bright moon in Huainan is cold and the mountains are cold, and no one cares about me when I return.
——Jiang Kui, Song Dynasty, "Treading on the Shasha·Composed from Miandong to the Jinling River on the first day of Ding Weiyuan to feel the dream"
10. Deeply dreaming about old times separated by flowers. . The sunset is speechless and the swallows are sad. The jade fiber fragrant moves the small curtain hook.
The catkins fall silently and shed tears in spring, and the moving clouds have shadows and the moon is shy. The east wind comes at night and is colder than autumn.
——Wu Wenying of the Song Dynasty, "Huanxisha·Deep Dreaming of Old Journeys Between Flowers Between Doors"
5. What are some famous poems about dreams?
1. Innateness My talent will be useful, and I will come back after all my money has been spent.
——"Jinjinjiu" (Li Bai) 2. Live as a hero, and die as a ghost. ——"Summer Quatrains" (Li Qingzhao) 3. Don't wait for a while, the young man's head will turn gray, and there will be no sorrow.
——"The River is Red" (Yue Fei) 4. When the wind breaks through the waves, sometimes the clouds and sails are hung directly to help the sea. ——"The Road Is Difficult" (Li Bai) 5. After ten years of sharpening a sword, I have never tried both edges.
——"The Swordsman" (Jia Dao) Su Shi When will the bright moon come, ask the blue sky for wine. I don’t know what year it is in the palace in the sky.
I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid of the beautiful buildings and jade buildings. It is too cold at high places. I dance to clear my shadow, how can I feel like I am in the human world. Turning to the Zhu Pavilion, you can see the low Qi household, and the light will make you sleepless.
There should be no hatred, why will things last forever when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This has never been the case in ancient times.
I hope people will live forever, (3) If all the girls in the world are willing to hold hands, they can form a big circle around the ocean. If young men in the world were willing to be sailors, they could use their boats to build a beautiful bridge over the waves.
In this way, we can form a big circle around the world, if everyone in the world comes to sing. ——[French] Paulfer "A Circle Dance Around the World" (4) Song of Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind Author: Du Fu In August, the high autumn wind roared, rolling up the three thatched roofs of my house.
Mao flies across the river and spreads across the outskirts of the river. The taller ones hang on forest branches, while the lower ones float around the pond. The group of children in the south village bullied me into being old and weak, and I couldn't bear to face a thief. They openly hugged the grass into the bamboo, and my lips were burnt and my mouth was so dry that I couldn't breathe! After returning home, I leaned on my staff and sighed.
The wind in Russia makes the clouds dark, and the desert turns dark in autumn. The quilt has been as cold as iron for many years, and the delicate child is lying on it and is cracked inside.
The leakage at the bedside has no place to dry, and the rain has not stopped. Since my period is chaotic and I don’t sleep much, how can I get wet all night long? There are tens of millions of mansions in Ande, which can shelter the poor people all over the world and make them happy. They are as safe as a mountain even in the wind and rain! Alas! When I suddenly see this house in front of my eyes, my house alone will be broken down and frozen to death! 1. I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all my money has been spent.
——"Jinjinjiu" (Li Bai) 2. Live as a hero, and die as a ghost. ——"Summer Quatrains" (Li Qingzhao) 3. Don't wait for a while, the young man's head will turn gray, and there will be no sorrow.
——"The River is Red" (Yue Fei) 4. Sometimes when the wind blows and the waves break, the cloud sails are hung directly to help the sea. ——"Traveling is Difficult" (Li Bai) 5. After ten years of sharpening a sword, I have never tried both edges.
——"The Swordsman" (Jia Dao).
6. A collection of poems about "dream"
1. After so many years of life and death, the soul never comes to dream - "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: It’s been a year since Yin and Yang separated, why have you never come to me in my dreams?
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, "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 always 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
7. What are the poems containing dreams
Feng Yansi's "Bodhisattva Man"
Jiaohui There are hairpins and phoenixes piled on the pillow, and the dream of spring water and poplar flowers melts. The red candle is full of tears, and the green screen is full of cold smoke. The brocade pot prompts arrows to be drawn, and the jade pendant is far away. Everyone tests their strict makeup with tears, and the plum blossoms fall and the dawn frost flies away.
Jin Changxu's "Spring Resentment"
When you beat up the orioles, don't teach them to sing on the branches.
When I cry, I startle my concubine in my dream, and I cannot get to western Liaoning.
Li Bai's "Two Poems on Sauvignon Blanc"
Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang'an. Luowei cries in autumn, Jinjinglan, the slight frost is desolate and the mat is cold. The lonely lamp is full of thoughts and sorrow, and rolls up the curtains to look at the moonlit sky and sighs. The beauty is like a flower separated by clouds, with the blue sky above and the waves of the Lu River below. It's hard for the soul to fly far away, and it's hard for the dream soul to not reach Guanshan. Sauvignon Blanc is heartbreaking.
The sun is full of lust, the flowers are full of smoke, and the moon is as bright as a day without sleep. Zhao Sechu stopped the Phoenix Pillar, and the Shuqin was about to play the mandarin duck strings. This song is intended to be passed down by no one, and I would like to send it to Yan Ran with the spring breeze. I recall that you are far away from me across the blue sky. In the past, my eyes were full of waves, but now I am a fountain of tears. If you don’t believe that I have a broken heart, come back and look in front of a bright mirror.
Li Bai's "Traveling is Difficult"
A gold bottle of wine is worth ten thousand dollars, and a jade plate is worth ten thousand dollars of treasure. Stopping the cup and throwing chopsticks, I can't eat. I draw my sword and look around at a loss. If you want to cross the Yellow River, it will be blocked by ice, but you will have to climb up to Taihang, where it will be snowy and dark. When I was free to fish on the Bixi River, I suddenly took a boat and dreamed of the sun. Traveling is difficult! Traveling is difficult! There are many different roads, where are you now? There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, and the clouds and sails are hung directly to help the sea.
Lu Guimeng's "Gift from Afar"
The mirror in the hibiscus box is too lazy to look at the heart.
I am a thin-waisted person, so don’t bother me.
After Congjun went out, he did not play Yunheguan.
My thoughts are as cold as a spring, but I always hope that you will be warm.
See you in your heart and dreams, but the road will never be short.
Sitting resentfully and weeping in the west wind, the autumn window is full of moonlight.
8. What are the beautiful poems about "dream"
Returning to a dream is like spring water, lingering around my hometown.
——Interpretation of "Sentences" by Liu Minxu: This kind of lovesickness is long and long, lingering around the deep feeling of hometown. Life is like a dream, a statue returns to the moon.
——Explanation of Su Shi's "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia": Anyway, it was "like a dream" in the past, and it is also "like a dream" now, so I still picked up the wine glass and poured a libation to the bright moon on the river to show my respect for her. Late at night, I suddenly dreamed about my youth. I cried and cried, and my eyes were red with tears.
——Interpretation of Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing": At night, I suddenly dreamed about what happened when I was a teenager, and I woke up with tears all over my makeup. Hearing that the Emperor of the Han Dynasty envoys, the dream soul in Jiuhua tent is frightened.
——Interpretation of "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" by Bai Juyi: I heard that he was an envoy sent by the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, and he was awakened by a dream in his tent. Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his morning dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart filled with cuckoos.
——Interpretation of Li Shangyin's "Jin Se": Zhuang Zhou actually knew that he was just a butterfly longing for freedom. Emperor Wang's beautiful heart and deeds can move Du Juan.
Last night I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, and it was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring. ——Zhang Ruoxu's "Spring River Flowers and Moonlight Night" Definition: Last night I dreamed of falling flowers. It's a pity that I still can't go home in spring.
The wind is blowing, the snow is blowing, my hometown is shattered, my dreams are gone, and there is no such sound in my hometown. ——Interpretation of Nalan Xingde's "Sauvignon Blanc: A Journey in the Mountain": Suddenly there was wind and snow outside the camp, and the sound of gusts of wind and snow disturbed people from falling asleep.
The same sound of wind and snow on a cold night, but it feels completely different from my hometown. Loveless lovers secretly change.
The old journey is like a dream. ——Ouyang Xiu's "Die Lian Hua·It's Spring and Late Return from Painting Pavilion" Definition: Things have changed and people have changed, and visiting the old place only increases the sadness.
Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can’t bear to look at the Magpie Bridge on the way home. ——Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Immortal Xianyun Nongqiao" interpretation: The affection between two lovers is like the silent flowing water, so gentle and lingering.
How could it not be heart-breaking that the one-night-only marriage passed by as quickly as a dream, only to see each other and then be separated again? The world is a big dream, how many autumns are there in life? ——Explanation of "Xijiang Moon: A Big Dream of World Affairs" by Su Shi: Using dreams to describe world affairs not only contains the bitter memories that cannot be looked back on, but also summarizes doubts about the purpose and meaning of the chaos in the entire life. Boredom and the desire for liberation and renunciation.
9. What are the poems with "dream" in it?
1. I dreamed of you for three nights, and I saw your will in person. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Dream of Li Bai, Part Two"
Translation: I see you in my dreams many times at night, which shows how deeply you feel about me.
2. When night comes, we travel hand in hand with dreams, and when we wake up in the morning, we can’t hold back the tears. ——"Meng Wei Zhi" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: At night, I dreamed of playing with you hand in hand, and when I woke up in the morning, my tears were full of tears and I didn't wipe them away.
3. I have a leisurely dream about the plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, and the night boat is playing the flute and the rain is rustling. Renyu Yibian Bridge. ——"Dream of Jiangnan: Orchid Embers Falling" by Huangfu Song of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: I saw in my dream that Jiangnan is the time when yellow plums are ripe. The flute was playing on the boat at night, the drizzle was gently sounding, and someone was whispering beside the small bridge at the inn.
4. In the romantic dream, the dish came to see me, but it was mixed. ——Su Shi of the Song Dynasty, "The Song of the Water Dragon: Dreaming Over the Qixia Tower in Huangzhou"
Translation: You are a passionate person, I guess you must have dreamed about me in your dream, and the situation is probably the same as what I dreamed about You are the same.
5. Old friends come into my dream, knowing that I will remember each other forever. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "One of Two Dreams of Li Bai"
Translation: Old friend, you suddenly came to my dream, because you know that I often remember you.
6. Dreaming of entering the Yanshui Road in the south of the Yangtze River. Traveling all the way to the south of the Yangtze River, you will never meet anyone else. ——Yan Jidao of the Song Dynasty, "Die Lianhua·Dream of the Smokey and Watery Road in the South of the Yangtze River"
Translation: In my dream, I walked towards the misty and misty Jiangnan Road. I traveled all over the land of the south of the Yangtze River, but failed to meet my parted sweetheart.
7. The snow is dawning and the chaos is rising. Sleepwalking somewhere, somewhere unknown. ——Lu You of the Song Dynasty, "Wandering to the Palace at Night: Remembering Dreams and Sent to Master Bohun"
Translation: On a snowy morning in a trance, the clear sound of the horn rises and falls in response. In the dream, I didn’t know where I came from, but there was a custom here.
8. In the dream, I saw nothing like the picture, and in the secret I was suddenly startled by the cry of a mountain bird. ——Jiang Kui of the Song Dynasty, "Partridge Sky: Dreaming on Yuanxi"
Translation: Meetings in dreams are always unclear, and it is difficult to see the portraits more clearly, and this kind of spring dream often has no choice but to be realized Startled by the cry of mountain birds.
9. The mountains and rivers are cut off from thousands of books, and I read about you in my dreams. ——Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty, "Rewarding the Lottery with Frequent Dreams"
Translation: Being blocked by millions of layers of mountains and rivers, the exchange of letters has been interrupted. Today I suddenly received a poem from you. It is rare that you love me and still care about me in my dream. Ask about me.
10. The souls and dreams of Guanshan are long, but the sounds of fish and geese are few. ——Yan Jidao of the Song Dynasty, "Shengchazi·Guanshan Soul and Dreams"
Translation: The desolate desert of Guanshan often makes me dream about it, and it is difficult for relatives far away beyond the Great Wall to send home letters home.