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Daydreaming Tang Du Fu was sleepy in February, instead of sleeping separately at night. Peach blossoms are warm and drunk, and Chun Zhu's sunset dreams are connected. At the bottom of the thorns in the hometown gate lane, the central plains monarch and minister are beside the tiger. Fight when the land is settled, and no officials will ask for money everywhere. I dreamed that Du Fu Road in Tang Dynasty was blocked and the country was lonely. The only old man who dragged out an ignoble existence has rebelled for three dynasties. The rain is urgent and the green maple is dusk, and the clouds are deep and the black water is far away. If you don't get your dream back, you don't have to talk about it. I dreamed of two poems by Li Bai and Tang Du Fu. where will you go whimpered and where will you go repeated them. 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 cross, they are wild and toss, and no one makes horned dragons. Clouds are floating in the sky, but old friends have gone for a long time. I see you in my dreams every night, and you know what you mean to me. The difference is that you always look in a hurry and always talk about how easy it is to meet. There are many dangerous waves on the rivers and lakes, and I am worried that your ship will capsize and sink. When he went out, he scratched his head with white hair and regretted that he had failed his life. Gao Che Li Fu is the capital, and you are brilliant, and you are haggard. Who can say that the principle of justice is not Qiren in old age, but innocent bondage? Even if there is a good name handed down from generation to generation, it is difficult to make up for the sad loss. On August 30, 2002, Bao Li dreamed of Tang Bai Juyi's "Dust Flower" and suddenly realized her sincerity and happiness. It is unknown whether the World Wide Web will come back again. Don't forget the whole Mu Jong in your dream, walking in the mud rain in Lingnan. Answer Meng Shan Tie Tang Bai Juyi's dream. You've traveled thousands of miles, and it's none of my business for two years. Don't forget to sit in front of the bamboo bushes in the backyard. In the forbidden, I am a straight man, sleepwalking in Xianyou Temple. Tang Baiju is easy to kill the time in Xixuan, and the pine and bamboo are deep and silent. When the breeze comes out of the moon, it suddenly looks like evening in the mountains. Because it has become a southwest dream, the dream is a fairy journey. I feel the palace leak like a drop of mountain spring. Bai Juyi, dreaming back to the old Tang Dynasty, didn't come to the boss to practice hard and was reduced to ashes. I've been thinking about this problem all my life. Why did I dream last night? Dream Pei Xianggong Tang Baiju was born and died for five years, and his dream came true overnight. Dreams are like the past, and there is a golden palace. Like gold and purple, clear ice and jade. Diligent housekeeping, care for each other like life. Knowing that it is a dream, compassion is endless. Think back to what happened at that time. What happened last night? Self-study the mind, and everything becomes empty. Be a gentleman today, your nose touches your chest. Dream of going up the mountain Bai Juyi dreamed of going up Songshan at night, and went out alone with a quinoa. Thousands of rocks and valleys are visited in one week. If you didn't get sick in your dreams, you would be healthy as a teenager. I have realized that God has returned to the beginning, but I am still the same shape. I began to know that there was nothing wrong with form and spirit. Both form and spirit are illusory, and dreams are not true. Although it is awkward during the day, it is quite comfortable to go at night. Since day and night are divided equally, what are the gains and losses? Bai Juyi, a dreamy Tang Dynasty, got a melancholy breeze in the morning and the water in Chuanchuan was cut off. I don't know why I dreamed of you three times last night. Dream fairy Tang Baiju is easy for people to have a dream fairy, and the dream body is clear. Riding a white crane with two red flags in front. Feather clothes are fluttering, and jade bears are ringing. Looking down from the air, the world is dusty. Gradually lose the country and divide the mountains and rivers. The East China Sea is all white and green at five o'clock in the fierce month. In an instant, a group of immortals came and led them to Yujing. Envy your family to be safe and serve like a public official. Pay tribute to the Jade Emperor and be sincere before kowtowing. The emperor said that you are a talented person. Don't underestimate your efforts. But in fifteen years, you won't die. I am both happy and surprised to say goodbye to my words. I dare not reveal the secret. I swear to live in a rock. Love your own flesh and blood, you can't eat or drink well. Eat mica powder in the morning and essence at night. I've been looking forward to meeting you every day for 30 years. It's been a long time in the early stage, and the crane has no sound. Teeth are getting whiter, eyes and ears are getting smarter. Once the same materialization, the body and feces and soil merge. Immortals believe that vulgar electricity is not feasible. If you don't have a golden bone, don't list Dan Tai's name. I preach the method of breaking the valley, but I suffer from burning the Dan Sutra. If you only ask for hard work, you can't do it at the end of the year. Sadly, a dream fairy, a dream missed a lifetime! Dream, I visited Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty for thirty-two yuan, and dreamed of returning to Chang 'an at night to meet my old friends and relatives. It is on my left, and it is on my right. Clouds are a day in February, and spring breeze appears hand in hand. After Jing 'anli, I dismounted to find Yuanjiu. Yuan Jiu sat alone and smiled at me. Also refers to the West Courtyard Flower, which is the wine of Kaibei Pavilion. It seems difficult to cherish happiness for a long time if words have their own reasons. In a blink of an eye, God was in debt. If you feel suspicious, you have nothing to look for. The shadow of the residual lamp flashed on the wall, and the oblique moonlight came in. Looking at the northwest of dawn, do you know Wan? You'll never see it when you're old. Scratch your head. Dreamless Tang Bai Juyi is old and dim, and spring clothes are cold after the rain. Forget the old poems and taste the new wine. Stupidity depends on stability, and carelessness takes advantage of the difficulties of companionship. Gradually selling fame and fortune, no dream of Chang' an. Two suspicious dreams, Tang Bai Juyi, don't be surprised to practice, worry and rejoice, don't expect to suffer. Kong Qiu, the Yellow Emperor, had nowhere to ask because he knew that he was not dreaming. It is difficult to tell the deer from the truth, but the butterfly is in love with flowers. If it is not a dream now, how long can it last? Halfway through the book, I dream straight at night. Your Excellency Bai Juyi, Tang of Zhongzhou, dreamed in front of the lamp and traveled to Banan City. Look for flowers at the ferry and temples at the back hill. The river is clearly green, and the ape sound is still sad. The bell forbids sleeping, but you can't go to the east building. Dream of climbing Mount Tianmu Tang Li Bai A sailing tourist will talk about Japan, where the water and fog are hidden in inaccessible places. However, when the Vietnamese talk about Tianmu Mountain, they can still see it through clouds of different depths. On a straight line leading to heaven, its peak enters heaven, topped with five sacred peaks, and casts a shadow across China. The Paradise Terrace Mountains are 100 miles long, and it is here that they begin to extend to the southeast. My heart and my dream are in Wu Heyue, flying over Jinghu Moon overnight. The moon lit up my shadow and I came to Yanhe. Xie 'an is still there, with a loud voice and rippling blue waves. I wore Xie's earliest spiked shoes and climbed the Qingyun ladder. Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space. Thousands of turns, flowers lure me, stones slow me down. The day suddenly ended. Bears, dragons and storms on mountains and rivers disturb forests and shake mountains. Clouds are darkened by rain, and streams are pale by fog. God of thunder and lightning, the mountains are crumbling. The stone gate is broken and ventilated in the deep pit of heaven. An impenetrable shadow, but now the sun and the moon light up the gold and silver terrace. Wearing rainbow clothes and riding the wind, all the queens of the clouds came and came down one by one. With the tiger as the harp and the phoenix as the dancer, the images of fairies are arranged in rows. I move, my soul flies, and I wake up with a long sigh. My pillow and mat are the lost clouds in which I once lived. This is the consistent way of human happiness, and all kinds of things will always flow to the east like water. When will you return it when you leave, but let me, on my green slope, raise a white deer and ride to you when I need you, the great mountain. Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those people with high status and important positions? They never want to be seen with a sincere face. The bridal chamber of "Cen Can in the Spring Dream" started in the spring breeze last night, so this old friend is still across the Xiangjiang River. I fell asleep unconsciously, and in just a few moments in my dream, I have traveled thousands of miles to the south. Don't dream of farewell from generation to generation, and don't dream of farewell from generation to generation, and become more sad after sadness. I feel that my dream is thousands of miles away, and it is difficult to follow it. I miss my dream, but I hate being late. Even if this is true, why not dream? Dream Taibai Xifeng Tang Changjian dreamed of climbing nine cliffs, met Yuan Jun, and sent me to Taibai Peak, with few words and foul breath. Jieyu is in Xinghan, and the banquet forest is closed. The eaves are green and the towels are covered by clouds. I went to the stream, and the lonely pavilion was still in the daytime. The pine peak attracts the sky shadow, and the stone wrasse is green. Looking at the boat moving slowly, I am eager to vote for the bird. The spring breeze shook again, and the flowers in Sandalwood fell in succession. Minchuan dreamed of going back to the West Road Tang thousands of miles away, and the dream soul returned to the West overnight. Long Heng wanted to go to Bashou Beach, and the King of Yue rewarded Tian Shu with a golden rooster. In the Yuan Dynasty, the Queen Mother dreamed of offering a white jade ring, while Tang Ding dreamed of ascending to heaven and bowing her head to the sky. As if looking forward to the queen mother, Ming Ming offered a sacrifice to Yuhuan. Zi Ling was a tent, and the Enlightenment was a porch. Like frost white, like watching the moonlight bend. Formal dress belongs to the outside world, and everyone knows the Phoenix Calendar. Immortals and saints are far apart and bright. Tang Du Mu's cold wind blew high, and the moonlight was full of anvil. The night is broken, and the beauty thinks deeply. Lonely autumn is full of fortresses, and a dark leaf leaves the forest. I'm looking for a job again, far from home. In the dream, Chen Zi of the Tang Dynasty began his honeymoon. Luan, went directly to the Dragon Combat Class. Jiuyao will go around the North Pole again, and Wanfang still wants Nanshan. The ceremony is more than a tassel, and the sword is smoked. Fan closed and followed the ecliptic, talking and laughing in the temple. Occasionally, the back is a dream at night. Han Wo of the Tang Dynasty wore a crisp jade mill with a pale red gauze covering the white lotus. This night clearly came to sleep, and I couldn't sleep at that time. Ah, tell me for no reason, my heart is burning because of you. Don't say that life is difficult. Qin Lou and his wife have immortals. After the dream, Gu Kuang was drunk and had a dream, but it was unintentional. Only the old is known in the mirror, and the green hills are deep. In the afternoon, I dreamed that my brother Tang Han Wo, who lives outside the river, spent a long time in the idle door in summer, and the grass by the door was dust-free. A person sleeps in an empty court, dreaming of meeting each other on earth. At this time, there should be snow on the temples, and the heart will turn to dust from elsewhere. How to travel three thousand miles, how many months does the book come? I still remember the night dream that I was told in my dream, and the angle and root of it were wonderful. It took 120 minutes to pick up Vivian's mouth. I didn't hear what he said, so I will spend my first time in Hengshan. I'm chasing it with three people, and one person is safe in front of it. I'm parallel to Xu Qiao, too. I can't get rid of my feet. On his side, he was blind in the valley, and his staff hit the tracts with a loud noise. God officer saw me smile, and he was strong enough by himself. Shitanpoto can sit and lie, and my hands are on my chin and elbows. Jie Gegao of Longlou, the wind is blowing me. There are not a few strong people, but seven words and six words are often difficult to say. I pointed at Bai Yudan and walked with my mouth. It's cruel to me to cut off the second sentence before your mouth. I know the immortal is not a saint, but I was invited to respect him because of my stupidity. I can bend down from the world, and I can climb the mountain from your nest. Title Spring Dream and Autumn Return to Hometown Tang Jishi's Hometown Return to the Road for Credit and Spring Festival Evening. Dream on a moonlit night and get home in autumn. Open the window and smell the fallen leaves, and watch the green cries in the distant villa. Wake up in the morning and cherry blossoms are in full bloom. The supreme man has no dreams. Tang has always been eager to be sensible, knowing that he 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. In the dream, Tang Jiaoran dreamed of the snow in Xiling, and he had nowhere to go. I feel that I am still in Dongfeng, and my hometown is full of sorrow at night. I still remember the Zen hill in the north of the temple, where dreams grow long and mountains are heavy. The title belongs to the dream of Tang Li and Chang' an stormy night, and the scholar dreams of the long valley. Yiyi laughs in the main hall, and his younger brother grows green. The house is thick and heavy, and I hope I am full of hunger. An inch of heart, snuff as a fish. Supplement: Meng Zetang Li Shangyin Meng Zezhi's sorrow stirred up the white grass, and the king of Chu was buried in the city. I don't know how much singing and dancing can do, but I have thinned the palace kitchen to a waist. I dreamed that Li Shangyin, a bachelor in Tang Dynasty, was desolate with white bamboo leaves, and the residual lamp wanted a bright dream. Three feet of snow fell on Yintai Road, and the phoenix went straight home. On the evening eaves of Shihu Lake, I dreamed that Liu Tang, a relative of Luoyang, was in the endless horizon, and the sunset was lonely. Wan Liyun sea and sky are the same color, where to go for the solitary sail? It's quite interesting to stay in the smoke. In Jiang Qi and Chu Yun, autumn sounds are chaotic maples. How to visit relatives and friends in a foreign country? Yao and Luoyang people meet in a dream. The bright moon is in the sky, and it is more worth the autumn dusk. Rely on the turbulent waves and return to your heart. Dream back to the Tang dynasty, Luoyin land and sea waves gradually deepened, dream back to the dream is worth a thousand dollars. The grass by the roadside is too busy, and the warbler outside the wall is willing to listen. At night, I broke my stalk in the corner, poured wine at night and cried for a bosom friend. Who knows that taking bribes and bending the law, Uncle Bao can't find it now. Luo Yin's dream of traveling in the Tang Dynasty is moving from time to time, full of sorrow and sigh. Goose is far from Beijing, and japonica rice is on credit. If it leaks, it will become a drop, and if the lamp is cold, it will not become a flower. Go out to chat, greedy ghosts rely on people. Sleepwalking three Tang Xuxuan's soul dreams are melodious and helpless, and he is still at home at night. The incense sticks are always dim, and the screens of households are inclined. 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. People in front of the window are quiet at night, and the spring is cold indoors. 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 made an appointment to look back, but her mother couldn't guess in her dream, and the cloud was still fleeting, so it was too late to secretly join hands. Thinking about leaving, I idled under the window and made up several palindromes. Suddenly, Wang Bo, a servant of the Tang Dynasty, went to the river as a guest. He was at a party. There is a pair of spirits in the middle of the night. I climbed to the first place, but I crept back. Electric strategy drives the dragon lantern, and the smoke path is embarrassing. Take the moon to wear a gold medal, even the stars will solve Joan Pei. It is easy to go back to Russia, but it is difficult to swim again. Loneliness and reverie, qi zhou is a relic. Vulgarity is not my hometown, why not let the dust fly? I suspect that in the Tang dynasty, Wang Wei was surprised, humiliated, worried and happy, and didn't expect to suffer. The Yellow Emperor asked where Kong Qiu was. He knew that he was not dreaming. The years of the Tang and Wei Dynasties were chaotic and lonely. It's like dreaming and sighing at midnight. Mian Aish Ryutsuki screamed in fear. Who will read this night forever, sit down and let your face wither. The dream has entered the customs. In Wei Zhuang's dream, he walked through the customs pavilion and looked at the Lotus Peak in the south. Going home soon, I feel that Jiang Yue is full of forecourt. Xiang Si, a dream fairy, dreamed of Jin Xian last night and saw the immortal Pengshan. Cloud leaves may be cut into wild clothes, and jade pulp will teach you to eat and nourish your body. In recent months, the red chamber is suitable for cold water, and the green apricot shakes the wind to occupy Gu Quan. The second time, the line has not been fully seen, and the floating light has pulled the dust into the world. Tang Xiaofei dreamed that you came back yesterday, and my concubine rang the doorbell. I know very well that I have a thin temper and don't need to wear clothes. Therefore, like a dream, Ryder speaks and flies. In the dream of Tang Dynasty, Xu Yin closed the North Hall under the setting sun, and he was fascinated by this land. Wentong's pipe woke up differently, and Emperor Wu Heng felt fragrant when he woke up. Legend has it that the Duke of Zhou didn't see him hate for long. Born 18 years, the world is busy. Dream broken Chui dream broken screen window thunder in the middle of the night, don't let bloom flowers fall and bloom again. It is difficult to send books from Yuyang Road, but Hengyue Mountain doesn't come 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. In the spring dream, the empty court is full of sunshine, and the beauty in red makeup sleeps during the day. I don't know what I was dreaming about, but I fell into my pillow when I saw Hosta. Feel Tang Yuan's dream of singing, sitting and sighing, and know how extreme it is. The shadow of the next year is lost and the soul is moved. The dream of going to the good pavilion tonight is clearly in front of the patio. In the past, Yuan Zhen had a quiet dream in the idle window of the Tang Dynasty. Who knows this dream? At the beginning of the night, when the morning comes. The mountains and rivers have been separated for a long time, and there is no time for sex. What makes you feel the same, you become a new parting. It's too early for me to return to Tang Zhang from my boudoir dream, and I don't look at the balcony. Try on a shirt with heating and open the mirror to find spring. Swallows peep at the curtains and bees draw clothes. Love urges Tao Liyan, and my heart sends strings to fly. Make-up wash each other, and the wind, flowers, snow and moon do not return. Where the dream soul enters, silence covers the heavy door. Dreamland Tang lives in the east of the old home, and the scenery at the head of the house is better than the screen. Ordinary dreams are on the Qiu Jiang, and fishing boats swim among the lotus leaves. Wumen Menglaoshan Tang Zhaotuo is familiar with his Meng Shan, and the lonely peak is cold around a stream. After the autumn window, I feel infinite, and the moon sets on the west of the palace tree.