Yin and Yang are separated by one year. Why have you never appeared in my dream?
2, this lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's special envoy, woke up from her dream in Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow" by Jiuhua and Huagai Tang.
I heard that the king's angel came and woke up from a dream, which is so true.
3. Life is like a dream, and a statue returns to the moon-stone "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia".
Life is like a dream. A toast to the eternal moon.
4. Last night, I dreamed of falling into a pool of flowers, but I didn't return home in poor spring-Tang Zhang's "Moonlit Night on a Spring River"
I dreamed of falling flowers in the idle pool last night. Unfortunately, I still can't go home in mid-spring.
5. Looking at the sword when drunk, dreaming back to blow the horn camp-Song Xin Qi Ji's "Breaking the Array, Giving Zhuang Language to Chen Tongfu"
In my drunken dream, I lit the oil lamp and looked at the sword. In my dream, I went back to all the camps in those days and blew the horns one by one.
Extended data
Dreams also mean dreams. The ancients believed that there must be a reason for dreaming. Wang Fu once said, "If people dream strangely, they will gain more and be invincible." He thinks there must be a reason for dreaming. There are psychological and physiological reasons for dreaming, but even in these two aspects, human beings still can't explain the formation mechanism of dreams.
The events and scenes formed in dreams come from people's existing cognition and memory, including vision, hearing, touch and feeling. All these elements that appear in people's dreams are based on memory.
China was the first country to study dreams. As early as two thousand years before Freud, we had a monograph on dreams-Duke Zhou. However, the interpretation of dreams in Duke Zhou is not from a scientific point of view.
Based on the social and scientific conditions at that time, this book has considerable historical limitations in dream interpretation. Among them, dreams are endowed with the ability to analyze people's future destiny, but based on the gradual scientific understanding of dreams, people find that dreams can not predict people's future destiny. This view originated from Freud's book The Interpretation of Dreams.
When people dream, their physiological manifestations are rapid eye movement and talking in their sleep. It is generally believed that dreams occur in the shallow sleep state of human sleep.
Dreams, whether real or illusory, belong to psychology or imagination, and people can't explain them so far.
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The classic poem about dreams is 1. Nobody dreams.
Jiang Fang
I have been eager to know, knowing that I will be silent. It's better to have a dream than to forget it, but don't concentrate.
A butterfly really knows fantasy, and a bandit seeks truth. Although the mystery is untied, keep a person away from dust.
Dawn in the pot, spring in the hole. Blue-faced guest, Nabi is from Qiyuan.
2. Reward Lotte for dreaming about it often.
Yuan Zhen [Tang Dynasty]
Thousands of mountains and rivers have broken letters, and I received a poem from you today. It's rare that you love me and ask me in your dreams.
I'm crazy now. I dream of those people who have nothing. They only dream of you.
have a dream
[Song] Liao Xingzhi
The mountain is dreamy and carefree, and the pavilion caters to the world.
Seeing the dawn of the next rooster, I was so shocked that I couldn't bear to lie at the small window.
have a dream
[Song] Wang Anshi
The yellow fox wants to be familiar with and stay, and it returns to spring disappointingly.
How can a butterfly know a dream and fly before the evening flower?
5. Three sleepwalking songs
[Tang] Xu Xuan
The soul dream is melodious and helpless, and the night is still. Candles are always dim,
The screen of the home screen is tilted. Tan slowly adjusts the silver tube, and the cloud is low and decorated with broken branches.
Dawn bid farewell to the world, and the road at the mouth of the cave was credited in spring.
It is difficult to embroider a fog curtain without dreaming. It's best to be quiet in front of the window at night.
Indoor spring is strong and cold is unknown. The hands dipped in armor are as thin as jade, and the words are tired of laughing at ebony.
To know the name of brocade, bloom in Manxian County belongs to Pan.
The beauty of the south China has the word "Yuer", a double-faced lotus, and a long eyebrow. Xianlang has an appointment, look back.
Mom, I don't know. In the dream, the clouds are still fleeting, and it is too late to join hands secretly.
Thinking about leaving, I idled under the window and made up several palindromes.
6. broken dreams
[Tang] Xu Yin
Dream broken screen window thunder in the middle of the night, not falling in bloom.
It is difficult to send books from Yuyang Road, and Hengyue Mountain is not in the high moon.
Xuan Yan has feelings and embroiders, but Gui Ling has no desire for a golden cup.
If you live a long life, fireflies will turn tobacco into ashes.
7. Li Bai's two dreams (I)
[Tang] Du Fu
When death is the reason for parting, people will cry, but life leaves again and again. You didn't bring me any signs of exile in the poisonous humidity of the southern river.
Until you appeared in my dream last night, because I have been thinking about you. I doubt it's really you, venturing a long way.
The soul comes to the maple leaf, and you disappear into a vague castle. However, how can you raise your wings and use them from the middle net of your net? .
I woke up, and the low moon flashed on the rafters, as if it were your face, still floating in the air. There is water to pass through. They are wild. If you fall, there will be dragons and monsters in the river.
3. The poem describing the dream is 1, how much I hate it, in my dream last night. It's like swimming to the garden in the past. -Tang Li Yu, "Looking at Jiangnan"
2. The waves are clear, and Hualin sings at the beginning. Lotus dew falls, willow sparse in the middle of the month. It's a quilt. Zhao is a yellow quilt. Acacia stops, dreams leave home.
So I think of you, old friend, you are the bane of my midnight dream. -Tang Meng Haoran's "Nan Ting Xia Xiang Xin"
4. When the wind blows, a pool of spring water blows. Wandering in the fragrant path of Yuanyang, stroking the almond core with your hand. Leaning on the railing by the pool, watching the fighting ducks, the Hosta on his head hangs obliquely. He missed his sweetheart all day, but he never came back, and suddenly he heard a magpie calling.
5, passionate but always ruthless, only when you laugh, you feel awkward. The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning.
6, Meng Xiao and sparse clock, floating clouds. -"Meng Xiao" by Song Liqing
7, don't dream of going to Xie Jia, the small corridor circle is crooked. Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people.
8, tears do not make a dream, the temple sings in the middle of the night. -Tang Bai Juyi's Gong Ci
9. Hua Lin Xie Chunhong was too hasty, but the cold rain came late and the wind came late. Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy. Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.
In love, flowers compete for beauty. Even this bright fire of love is only ashes? .
1 1. So, I'm looking for it in a dream with a single pillow. The dream is not a lamp, but burning. -Song Ouyang Xiu, "Yulouchun, I don't know how far you are after parting"
12, if you don't miss it all your life, you will miss it and hurt it.
13, saint Zhuangzi daydreaming, bewitched by butterflies, and the monarch's cuckoo cries in spring. -Don Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
14, endless acacia blood and tears cast red beans, endless spring flowers bloom all over the building.
15, I didn't know I was a guest in my dream, and I was greedy for joy. -Tang Li Yu's "Langtaosha"
16, affectionate I hate since ancient times, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up.
17, the clouds come from Yungu and Menggu, which have been plaguing Yueyang City. -Tang Meng Haoran's "A Letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang"
18, the night came and the dream suddenly returned home. Xiao Xuan Winter is getting dressed. -Shi's "Jiangchengzi"
19, the dream of the old country has returned, and tears are streaming down her face-Tang Liyu's "Midnight Song"
On this day last year, in this door, peach blossoms set each other off. Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
2 1, the moon is oblique and the autumn wind is cold. Will an old friend come tonight? Teach people to stand up and face the shadow of phoenix tree.
4. A famous poem about dreams: Jinse 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.
Meng Xiao
Li Qingzhao
Dreams and sparse clocks, floating clouds;
Because anqisheng, green flowers are everywhere.
Autumn wind hooligans blow out jade well flowers;
* * * Look at the lotus root like a boat and eat dates like melons.
A beautiful woman with drooping hair, good looks and beautiful language;
Laughter and sophistry, live fire to cook new tea.
Although there is a lack of metaphysical skills, amusement is endless;
Life is like this, why go home?
Get up and fold clothes and sit down, covering your body, tired by noise;
You can't see what you know, but you can't see what you think.
Jiangchengzi sushi
Ten years of life and death, two endless thoughts, unforgettable lonely graves, nowhere to talk, a desolate place, even if we meet, we don't know how to sit on our temples, such as frost, and dream of going home at night. Xiao Xuan window is wordless dressing and caring for each other, but the tears are sad year after year, and the moon is bright and the night is short.
Langtaosha (Li Yu)
The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading.
Allred-rochow is too cold to stand.
I don't know if I am a dream guest, but I am insatiable in one day.
Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away.
Running water is gone, and spring is gone.
Song Li at midnight
How can we avoid sadness and hatred in life? What is the limit of ecstasy alone!
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.
Wang Jiangnan Liyu
How much hate, in my dream last night.
Also like the old garden, the car is like flowing water in Ma Rulong;
Flowers and the moon are spring breeze!
"Seven Laws" Untitled Lu Xun
It is a custom for young women to have silk on their temples on long nights in spring.
In my dream, I vaguely shed tears for my mother, and the flag of the king on the city head changed.
Endure watching peers become new ghosts, and look for small poems in anger.
There is no place to write after singing, and the moonlight is like water.
5. A poem describing a dream Ouyang Hao's sentence "Leaving home is a dream year".
Liu Shenxu's words are like spring water, wandering around his hometown. Xue Ying said, "Hua stayed in Vietnam and dreamed of returning to Qin Yue." .
Duan said that lice suddenly and violently hindered dreams, and insects called louder and louder. Duan Meng thinks in his dream, but cherishes the lamp in his words.
Si Kongtu sentence Cool crane dream, Su Sangyi. Zhao Wei said that when Matsushima Crane wrote back, Orange Island was full of dreams.
Xiong jiao's sentence is tired of listening to birds singing. After waking up, when spring is over, he sweeps off the flowers. Meng Bin talked about fairy birds, but he talked about his dream in the air. The Qing dynasty was not ashamed of itself.
God knows I remember him, which made me meet him in a dream on earth. Li Pin's words only took five words, which ended his life.
("North Dream") Every sentence of Li Yuan has three glasses of wine and a game of chess. (Dream in the North).
Li Jing said that there are 100,000 households in Chengdu, and nine Niu Yi Mao. (See "North Dream") Juyuan Yang's sentence dreams of Yizhou with three knives and Liaocheng with one arrow.
(See Chronicle below). Zhao Lu's sentence dreams of the sun and the moon, and reminds me of the song of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
(See Yuezhou County Records). When Han Wo recalled his sleep three times, his spring dream was a deep sleep.
If it can't be displayed, the Hosta will hang the pillow. TanYongzhi's sentence "Things are different, and dreams are brokenhearted and tired." .
(Yi Monk) The trace of Wu Bin's sentence did not leave the egret, and the dream soul went to Zhegu Village first. Linghu Chu sang and joined the army. Hu Feng has five twists and turns, and the fifth day of the Han Dynasty is brighter.
Even if I dream of going home, I can still smell the traffic jam. Ling Hu-chu's Zaqu and two songs of Sauvignon Blanc, Xing Jun Denglong and My Dream is in My Boudoir.
Jade chopsticks fall in thousands of rows, and the silver bed is half empty. Linghu Chu Zaqu, two pieces of Sauvignon Blanc, spring sleep, screen window fans.
In the hazy dream, the wanderer is in western Liaoning. * * * Miscellaneous songs 6. There is no figure in the boudoir candle, and Luo Ping has a dream soul.
I'm tired of music recently, and I watch the military gate all day. * * * miscellaneous songs, long-lived female clouds send rain to Kansai, and the wind spreads in the north autumn.
Lonely lights make people dream, and cold pestle makes people homesick. * * * Za Ge Da An Le (Upregulated Song) Tears are hard to exhaust, and jade sells well.
Walking with the bright moon, dreams are far away. The bottle began to run out last night, and now the urn is open.
Love love love, come to the restaurant. Zhang Wen's tears are endless, and jade sells well.
If you go with the bright moon, don't dream of a distant soul. Song answered a field visit to the mountains and returned to Ilo at night.
Going to bed suddenly became a dream, just like in Songqiu Mountain. In Jingzhou, Song returned to Mengze in Lingnan. In autumn, there are clouds in the sky.
It will also be the feather of the heron and re-enter the partridge group. Zhang said that he entered Cornus Mountain on the 9th and wrote five poems, of which 5,000 were in the mountain height.
When you are drunk, you will meet the saints, and when you dream, you will find the immortals. Shen Rujun's "in my heart forever" two geese are hard to send, but they are too worried to dream.
May the lonely moon shine on Fu Bo camp. Since its abandonment, Zheng Gugu has spent more than half a century in the elegant house of Xishu ... Four rhymes hang on every thought and smell the words, and the rainy night reaches the meditation bed.
Haven't seen you again, the cinema Qiu Guang sparkles. Lonely clouds will eventually break the contract, and thin officials will be hurt.
Dream around the Changsong Pagoda, burning a wick in the distance. Bin Xu spent the night in Jingshan, and his relatives and friends met with different situations, and occasionally stopped the boat.
There are no restrictions, but there is nothing to talk about when we meet. Always sitting in disbelief and dreams, feeling anxious and uneasy.
It's easier to be famous than to be late. It's time to go. Bin Xu Hannan, who is pregnant with friends, returned to the East in the west. Why did he meet him?
Dreaming of Wu Yueshui, I hate the deep Hunan Han Zhong. Cumulus clouds open the way, and snow peaks overlap.
Who knows that when I am old, I pity your sudden appearance. Cui Tu's title is Songyang hermit's dream for forty years, and his official career refers to a hill.
No one has lived together for a long time, and cranes repair ghosts. Grass mingled with fields, springs and streams of stone slurry.
Even more disrespectful to the old genealogy, it is suspected that it is autumn on earth. Wu Shan Temple in Cuitu looks like a whimper, which should hurt the spring of the old country.
Jiangshan is not the old master, sex is the predecessor. Dreamer, the spirit is still blessed by Chu people.
I wonder where it will be in thousands of years. In William's hometown, Cuitu Spring Festival Evening is full of flowers, but the dream of Jianglou is still incomplete.
If you want to live half your life, it's hard to live forever. Li Tejue is flawless, and acacia grass has orchids.
I was disappointed in the spring of two years, unlike in Chang 'an. Cui Tu's gathering friends in autumn night has accumulated a lot of merits, and the stars and the moon are frosty.
I should be as withdrawn as I am, and I will be happy with you. After the monk returns to the moon, poetry becomes a guest dream.
More smell the crane police, clear dew and loose drops. Cui Rabbit gave a gift to the grain fetch monk. I stopped eating when I heard that Zhong Zhong was alone. Why should he care more?
Few people go to the hospital quietly, and go to the top of the mountain from the grass. There are no birds under the stage, and there are clouds buried on the stone road.
In order to remember the old Zen, I also dreamed of a hundred cliffs. Cui Tu lived in seclusion in spring, thinking of old events in the south of the Yangtze River. Dumen, is it a solution?
Dreams never leave the spring stone, which Lin Wei called seclusion. Gradually get familiar with the floating world and recall the old mountain spring.
The water and wind in the south are warm, so white apples should be born. Cui Tu stayed at the top of Lushan Mountain, left Duan Lin and saw Qianfeng.
If you are idle for a long time, it should be difficult to arrive temporarily. Despite the burial of the old, the window of the monk is cold.
I felt unwilling, so I dreamed of Chang 'an. Cui Tu reads autumn nights, it's time to go out.
White doesn't happen early, Qingyun goes late. I only want to go to the country in my dream, but I can't track him.
Strengthen my way, there is no doubt about it. In early August, Han Wo left home and went to Qian Shan for the first time.
There is only a dream on the face, and it is silent when crying. The ancestral seats are scattered, and the horses are in the empty suburbs.
Self-pity is not knowledge, embarrassment is fame. Han Wo wants to get rid of window talk and restore his youth.
I always meet before I want to leave. I hate endless books. I am extremely suspicious.
I am disappointed in Taoyuan Road, but I only dream of it. Wu Rong sent Master Guangli to Zidian for a long time in the east and Haimen in the east.
Furong knows it's a dream, don't be ecstatic. A bird that gets up early in the morning becomes an ape.
The mountain should be old when it is heavy. Wu Rong sent Tongguan early, and the sky collapsed at the beginning of the month. His dream is still alive.
The trees are dark and the jade steps are cold. The official patrol ends with suffering, and the life experience is quiet.
Struggle is like hiding in the mountains, rushing with the clouds and pillows. Wu Rongdie fell in love, and the smoke in the South Garden was slightly exposed.
To live is to live together, and to fly is to fly. Grass is shallow and sorrow, flowers are residual and cherish the sunset glow.
Long-time friends pick up fragrant girls, and dreams are far away at night. Dai Siyan's Rain on the River is not free unless he doesn't want to go.
Where the stars shine, the wind and rain bring cool autumn. Cold locks empty dreams, and the sound is sad with yellow leaves.
The rustling is not over yet, and I will go to Pingzhou sooner or later. Dai Siyan stuck in the sky, sand in the ancient battlefield.
It snows a lot every spring and lives in cattle and sheep. The cold corner blows homesick tears, and the dried elm falls into the dream bed.
Never a tourist from mountains and rivers, who is a fisherman? Du Xunhe sent Chen Yun back to Machuan, which was like entering Wuling Creek.
The mountains on both sides of the strait are opposite, and birds sing in three springs. The wine flag flutters, and the monk's house melts with the clouds.
That is, this is my hometown road, and I am not fascinated by your dream. Du Xunhe's gift to the Venerable Master, regardless of Zen or Dharma, will eventually enter the enlightenment gate.
Solution.
6. What are the ancient poems about good night? 1. The moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite.
From the Song Dynasty Su Shi's "Yong Yu Le Cheng Peng Overnight Swallow House"
The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. Jumping fish in a curved harbor, lotus dew in a round place, but not alone. Like three drums, one leaf is loud, and the dark dream cloud is broken. The night is boundless, and I can't find a place. I feel that I have traveled all over the small garden.
Tired of tourists from the ends of the earth, I returned to my home in the mountains and looked at my hometown. The swallow house is empty, where there is beauty, the swallow in the empty lock house. Ancient and modern dreams, but there are old joys and new grievances. At different times, the night view of the Huang family is a sigh of Yu Hao.
Explanation:
The bright moon is as white as frost, so cool as water, and the night scene in autumn is quiet and infinite. In the winding canal, fish jump out of the water, and dew falls with the wind on the round lotus leaf, but in the dead of night, you can't see such a beautiful scenery. Drums in the middle of the night, the sound resounded through the night sky, and a leaf quietly fell to the ground, which shocked my dream.
The night is boundless, and I can't see the scenery at dusk anymore. After waking up, I searched every corner of the small garden. Wanderers who have been away from home for a long time are already exhausted, looking at their way home in the mountains and thinking about their hometown.
Look, now that the Swallow House is empty and the beauty has gone, there is only Whispering Shuang Yan left in the painting hall in the building. Everything in ancient and modern times is empty, and how many people can wake up from their dreams, and some are just unbearable old joys and new grievances. Some people in the later generations, facing the night in the Huang family, will sigh deeply for me.
2. Under the moonlight, the boats and flutes are staggered, and the wind gathers the lotus fragrance in the pool.
"Cool" by Song Qin Guan
Take the dog after the willow to enjoy the cool, and draw a bed on the south bank of the bridge.
In the moonlight, the ship's flutes are jagged and the wind gathers lotus fragrance.
Explanation:
Go out with a stick to find a cool place, draw the south bank of the bridge, and sit on the Hu bed comfortably. On a silent moonlit night, the uneven sound of flutes haunts my ears. At the beginning of the evening breeze, the lotus flowers in the pool are in full bloom, and the fragrance is overflowing and refreshing.
3, the water country night frost, the moonlight is cold, the mountains are light.
From Xue Tao's "Seeing Friends Off" in the Tang Dynasty.
The water town is frosty at night, the moonlight is cold and the mountains are gray.
Who says a thousand miles from today, just one dream?
Explanation:
The night in the water town is shrouded in the cold moonlight, and the cold moonlight and the dark green hills shrouded in the night are muddy and boundless. Who said that the distance between friends started tonight? But even the dream of reunion after parting is gone, as far away as traffic jams.
4. In the old days, Huai Shuidong came to the female wall late at night.
From Liu Yuxi's Five Topics on Stone Town of Jinling in Tang Dynasty
The mountains are still the same, surrounded by abandoned ancient capitals, and the tide is beating against the lonely empty city as in the past.
On the east bank of Huaihe River, the ancient cold moon, midnight, peep at the old palace.
Explanation:
The mountains still surround the abandoned old capital, and the tide, as always, beats the lonely empty city. In the east of Huaishui, an ancient and cold full moon peeped at this former palace at midnight.
5, I can't sleep in spring, and I move the railing in the month.
Spring Night by Wang Anshi in Song Dynasty
The golden stove is fragrant, and the headland is breezy and cold.
Spring bothers me that I can't sleep, and the moon moves the railing.
Explanation:
The night is already deep, the incense burner has burned out, and the water in the colander will leak out. The night wind is gentle but also with a little chill. The spring scenery at night is too beautiful to sleep. I saw the shadow of the flower quietly climb the railing with the movement of the moon.