Happy poems about dreams

1. What are the poems about dreams?

The ancient poems about "dreams" include the following:

"Autumn Ci"

< p> Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty

Since ancient times, autumn has been a sad and lonely time. 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 Seeing Gifts at the First Banquet in Yangzhou"

Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty

The desolate land of Bashan and Chushui, 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, he has 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 is determined not to let go of the green mountains, 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 march on the saddle and whip 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 in Tang Dynasty. Du Fu fell asleep in February and was not alone at night. Short day sleep.

The peach blossoms warm your eyes and make you drunk, and the spring and sunset bring you dreams together. 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 reach 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 I have been locked up in my ghostly desire 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. Meng Jiu Tang Bai Juyi Don't come to me, I have 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 gorges, the tour is complete. In the dream, my feet are not sick and I am as healthy as my youth.

After realizing the spirit and returning to the original state, he still retains his 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 higher realms. He rides on a white crane with two red flags in front.

The feathers are fluttering, and the jade lanterns are 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, and 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 carriage and welcome it.

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 material 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 alone, you will never succeed in a hundred years. Sadly, dreamer, one dream can ruin a life! Meng visited Yuanjiu with Li Qi and Yu 32. Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. I dreamed of returning to Chang'an at night and meeting my old relatives and friends.

Loss is on my left, and 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.

The gods are united in an instant, and the gods are apart. 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 Diehua 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 in the Heavenly Mother’s Song and Leaving Farewell by 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 his soul palpitates and his soul moves, he suddenly gets startled and sighs for a long time.

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's humiliation makes 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 and famous quotes about dreams

Be quick and eager to learn, and are not ashamed to ask questions - Confucius

Good work comes from hard work, but waste comes from play; success is achieved by thinking, and ruined by following - Han Yu< /p>

Learning without thinking is useless, thinking without learning is dangerous - Confucius

Those who know are not as good as those who are good, and those who are good are not as good as those who are happy - Confucius

When three of us travel together, there must be my teacher.

Choose those who are good and follow them, and change those who are not good - Confucius

Prospered in "Poetry", established on etiquette, and succeeded in music - Confucius

Do what you don't like Don't do anything to others if you desire - Confucius

He has read thousands of volumes, and his writing is like a spirit - Du Fu

There are three ways to read, namely, the heart, the eyes, and the mouth—— Zhu Xi

To establish oneself, learning is the first priority, and to establish one’s education is based on reading - Ouyang Xiu

Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles - Liu Yi

Black-haired people don’t know how to study hard, but white-haired people regret that they are late in studying - Yan Zhenqing

Books are as affectionate as old friends, and they are sad and joyful every time they get together in the morning and dusk - Yu Qian

Books are like medicine, read them well It can cure stupidity - Liu Xiang

If a young man does not work hard, the old man will be sad - "Han Yuefu." "Long Song Xing"

Don't wait for a while, the boy's head is gray, and the sadness is empty - Yue Fei 4. Poems about dreams

"I have a dream"

I have a dream

Leave my footprints in every place I like

I have a dream

In the mind of every stranger They all carved my smile

I have a dream

Maybe it is not great

Maybe it is not so beautiful

But It's still in my heart

Growing like crazy!

I have a dream

To bring a little light to every dark corner

I have a dream

To bring a little light to every dark corner A little warmth spreads in the cold heart

I have a dream

Maybe it is not realistic

Maybe it is not that easy

But it is still brewing in my heart

Quietly!

I have a dream,

That day the world will no longer be in turmoil,

There will be no war, poverty and famine,

A happy life full of Sunshine,

Flowers of peace bloom everywhere.

I have a dream,

That day mankind will no longer be sad,

There will be no fear, discrimination and tears,

Joyful singing Resonating everywhere,

Free birds spread their wings and fly.

I have a dream,

That day the earth will no longer be desolate,

There will be no destruction, plunder and pollution

Surrounded by beautiful mountains and rivers Home

The clear river is blue.

I have a dream,

That day will turn into a beautiful hope,

Let us join hands,

Welcome As this day comes,

use our love to realize our dreams! 5. Poems about dreams

Sleepwalking Tianmu chants farewell

Author: Li Bai

Haike talks about Yingzhou, and it is difficult to find a letter in the dim sea.

The people of Yue are talking about Tianmu, and the clouds are bright and extinguished or can be seen.

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 over 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.

Half of the wall can see the sea and the sun, and the sky can hear chickens.

Thousands of rocks have endless 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 watery and smokey.

The columns were struck by thunderbolts, and the hills collapsed.

The cave sky stone fan opens in the center.

The blue sky is vast and bottomless, and the sun and moon shine on the gold and silver platform.

The neon is the clothes, the wind is the horse, and the princes of the 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 the soul palpitates and the soul moves, and suddenly starts to 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.

Farewell, when will you come back? Let me leave the white deer among the green cliffs.

I will ride to visit famous mountains as soon as I have to go.

An Neng can bend his eyebrows and bend his waist to serve the powerful, which makes me unhappy!

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Come and go without a trace No trace, going and coming together.

The dream is a dream, and the dream is a dream.

Tired of heart and mind, unable to sleep, I close my eyes and dream of holding a wine cup.

The five flavors of life are good and bad, and the eyes are wide open when awake and drunk.

The clouds are blowing at dusk, and the crickets sing sadly at night.

The cool breeze is blowing hard, and the wanderer is cold and has no clothes.

The brocade quilt was left in Luopu, but my fellow robes are against my will.

I spent long nights alone, dreaming of seeing Rong Hui.

A good man only enjoys the past, but it is in vain to be slow and generous.

I wish to smile often and return home hand in hand in the same car.

It doesn’t take a moment to come, and it doesn’t come back again.

How can light fly in the wind without the wings of the morning breeze?

The gaze leads you to look at each other from afar with your comfort.

I just lean on my heart and feel sad, and my tears stick to my door.

The sun and the moon shine on the gold and silver platform

The neon is the clothes and the wind is the

The sloppy drums and the harp are the Luan enters the carriage

The Immortal Man The rows are like hemp

When I was young, I didn’t know the moon, and I shouted to the white jade plate

I sent my sorrowful heart to the bright moon, and followed you until the night in the west

I sang to the moon Wandering, my dancing shadows are messy 6. Poems about dreams by ancient literati

1. "Dream Li Bai's Two Poems - Part 1" Author: Tang Dynasty - Du Fu has swallowed his voice when he died, but he was always sympathetic when he was alive.

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 this is not the soul of a lifetime, and the road is far and unpredictable. The soul comes to the maple forest and is green, and the soul returns to the pass and is dark.

You are trapped in a trap, 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, no dragon can reach it.

Translation: The sadness and pain of farewell will eventually disappear, but the sadness of separation makes people miserable. The place where you were exiled is plagued by miasma, and there is no news of your old friend who was exiled.

You must know that I miss you so hard, and you finally came to meet me in my dream. I'm afraid that what I see is not your living soul. The journey is long and everything is unpredictable.

Flying over the lush maple forest in the south when arriving, drifting across the dark and dangerous Qin Pass when leaving. Now that you are exiled and unable to control yourself, how can you still fly freely? When I woke up from the dream, the moonlight filled the roof beams, and I seemed to see your haggard face.

The waters in the rivers and lakes are deep and turbulent, so be sure not to be attacked by the dragon! 2. "Dream of Li Bai's Two Poems - Part 2" Author: Tang Dynasty - Du Fu The floating clouds move all day long, and the wanderer will not arrive for a long time. I have been dreaming about you for three nights, and I can see you personally.

Returning home is often awkward, and the path 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 life ambitions. The capital is covered with crowns, but this person is alone and haggard.

The clouds and the network are in full swing, which makes my old body tired. Long live the name, lonely things behind you.

Translation: The clouds in the sky float here and there every day, but the old friends who have traveled far away have not returned for a long time. I see you in my dreams many times at night, which shows your deep affection for me.

The difference is that you always look in a hurry and always talk about how difficult it is to meet you. Navigation on the rivers and lakes is full of dangerous winds and waves, and you are worried that your boat will be capsized and sunk.

When I went out, I scratched my head full of white hair, regretting that I had failed to live up to my lifelong ambition. The capital is crowded with dignitaries in high-end cars and beautiful clothes, but you are extremely talented but look haggard.

Who can say that the justice of nature is not deceiving, but innocent people are affected in their twilight years. Even if he has a long-lasting reputation, it is difficult to compensate for the neglect and sorrow he suffered.

3. The author of "Sleepwalking Tianmu's Song of Farewell": Tang Dynasty - Li Bai. Haike talks about Yingzhou, the smoke and waves are dim and it is difficult to find a letter. The people of Yue are talking about Tianmu, and the clouds and clouds may 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 crowing. Wearing Xie Gong's clogs, we climbed the Qingyun Ladder.

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 stone door of the cave 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.

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 after leaving? Let's put the white deer among the green cliffs and ride to visit famous mountains as soon as possible. An Neng's ability to bend his eyebrows and bend his waist to serve the powerful makes me unhappy! Translation: When overseas visitors talk about Yingzhou, it is difficult to find it in the vast mist.

People from central Yue mentioned that Tianmu Mountain could be seen in the flickering clouds and mist. Tianmu Mountain seems to be connected to the sky and blocks the sky. The mountain is taller than the Five Sacred Mountains and covers the Chicheng Mountain.

Although Tiantai Mountain is 18,000 feet high, it seems to be leaning toward the southeast when facing it. I sleepwalked to Wuyue based on what the Yue people said, and one night I flew across the Mirror Lake illuminated by the bright moon.

The moonlight on Jinghu Lake illuminated my shadow and followed me to Shanxi River. The place where Xie Lingyun lived is still there today, with clear lake water rippling and apes chirping.

Wearing the wooden shoes specially made by Mr. Xie on my feet, I climbed the mountain road that went straight to the sky. Halfway up the mountain, I saw the sun rising from the sea, and the rooster's crow was heard in the air.

Countless mountains and rocks overlap, the road twists and turns, and the direction is uncertain. I am obsessed with flowers and leaning on stones, and I don’t realize that it is getting late. The bear is roaring, the dragon is roaring, the spring in the rock is vibrating, making the forest tremble and the mountain peaks trembling.

The clouds were dark, as if it was about to rain, and the water ripples stirred up smoke. Lightning flashed, thunder roared, and the mountain seemed to collapse.

The stone door of the Immortal Mansion opened from the middle with a "娇" sound. The blue sky in the cave is vast and endless, with no end in sight. The sun and moon shine on the palace made of gold and silver.

Using the rainbow as clothes and riding the wind as a horse, the gods in the clouds came down one after another. Tigers played the harp and harp, Luan birds drove chariots, and immortals gathered in groups as dense as dense trees.

Suddenly my soul was startled, I woke up suddenly, and I couldn't help but sigh loudly. When I woke up, there was only the pillow beside me, and all the smoke and clouds I had seen in my dream had disappeared.

The joys of the world are also like illusions in dreams. Since ancient times, everything has gone away like water flowing from the east. Say goodbye to all my friends and go to Donglu. When can I come back? For the time being, let the white deer graze among the green cliffs, and when it's time to go on a long journey, ride it to visit famous mountains.

How can I bow my knees to serve the powerful and prevent me from having a happy smile! 4. "Wind and Rain on November 4th - Part 2" Author: Song Dynasty - Lu You Lying in a lonely village does not mourn for oneself, but still thinks of guarding the Luntai for the country. Late 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.

5. "Returning to Dreams" Author: Du Fu of the 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 fought against rebellion for three dynasties.

The rain is heavy, the maples are green, the clouds are deep and the water is far away. The soul of the dream has not returned yet, so there is no need to use Chu Ci's tactics.

Translation: Nowadays, there is a war, the roads are sometimes blocked, and the weather of the country is getting colder and depressed day by day. I am the only old man living an ignoble existence, wandering around, and now I have gone through three dynasties of raising armies and fighting rebellions.

There was a strong wind and heavy rain in Guimeng, and it was dark and the green maple trees on both sides of the Xiang River could not be seen clearly. The clouds were thick in Guimeng, and the black water drifting in the distance could not be seen. My soul still cannot return to Chang'an and is still wandering in the Chu land. Hey, forget it! There is no need to make any more poems to attract the soul.

Sogou Encyclopedia-Dream Li Bai's Two Poems Sogou Encyclopedia-Sleepwalking Tianmu Yin Farewell Sogou Encyclopedia-Returning to Dream (Du Fu's poem). 7. Poems about dreams

Day Dream: In February of the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu fell asleep and fell into a trance. He did not sleep alone for short days and short nights.

Ande is engaged in farming and fighting, and there are no officials in the world asking for money. Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty returned to his dream, and the road was often blocked, and the country and the mountains were 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. In the dream Li Bai's two poems, Du Fu of Tang Dynasty swallowed his voice when he said goodbye, but he was always sad when he said goodbye.

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 this 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 reach 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. On the 30th day of August in the second year of Baoli, after a night dream, it was written by Tang Bai Ju that Yi Chenying was suddenly relieved and happy, and the return of the world network was unknown.

Don’t forget the dream in the Quanwu Pavilion, while walking in the mud rain in Lingnan. Replying to the dream of a mountain station, Bai Juyi of Tang Dynasty came to the king and traveled thousands of miles in a dream, and I kept my ghostly desire 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. Living in the confinement, dreaming about Xianyou Temple. Tang Bai Juyi Xixuan Cao Zhaoxiao, 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. In the old dream of the Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi did not come to the boss to practice Taoism hard, and he was so distraught that he turned into ashes.

My whole life’s memories are gone, why did I fall into a dream last night? Meng Pei Xianggong Tang Bai Juyi was separated from life and death for five years, and his soul was connected overnight. 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.

I am a gentleman now, and my tears will stick to my chest. Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty dreamed of going up to 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 and 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? The Tang Dynasty in a Dream: Bai Juyi woke up in the morning and felt melancholy in the wind. He couldn'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 There was a Dream Immortal in Bai Juyi of Tang Dynasty, and his dream body ascended to the Qing Dynasty. 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.