Ancient poems describing dreams
It was stormy on November 4th
Lu You
Lying down at night and listening to the wind and rain
The Iron Horse Glacier Comes into Dream
Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his dawn dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart entrusted to the cuckoo.
(Li Shangyin. "Jin Se")
Returning to a dream is like spring water, lingering around my hometown.
Thinking of nectar in the dream, cherishing the lamp in words.
When I recall my sleep, my spring dream is so sleepy. The jade hairpin hangs down from the pillow.
The dawn dream follows the sparse clock, and floats on the clouds. Poems about dreams
Daydreams
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
In February, I slept in a drowsy state, not sleeping alone in the short days.
The peach blossoms warm your eyes and make you drunk, and the spring and sunset bring you together in dreams.
The gate lane of my hometown is 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
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 been rebelling for three dynasties.
The rain is heavy, the maples are green, the clouds are deep and the 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 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 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 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 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 30, the second year of Baoli
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
It is a joy to see Chen Ying suddenly unraveling, and 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
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
I have traveled thousands of miles in my dream, 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 in the Forbidden City, Dreaming about Xianyou Temple
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The grass in Xixuan 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 of the 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 me, the boss, to practice hard and become ashes.
My whole life’s memories are gone, why did I fall into a dream last night?
Dreaming of Mr. Pei
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
After five years of separation between life and death, 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 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
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
I dreamed of going up the Songshan Mountain at night, carrying a quinoa staff alone.
Thousands of rocks and ten thousand gorges, the tour is complete.
In the dream, the foot is not sick and is as healthy as a young man.
After realizing the spirit and returning to the original state, he still retains his old form and quality.
I realized that the body and soul are within the body, and there is no illness in body or soul.
Both form and spirit are illusions, and dreams are not real.
Although walking during the day is tiring, walking at night is quite comfortable.
Since day and night are equally divided, what is gained or lost in between?
Meng Wei Zhi
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
When I wake up in the morning, I feel melancholy in the wind, and I can't hear the river flowing through it.
I don’t know why I remember you, but I dreamed of you three times last night.
Dream Immortal
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
People have dream immortals, and their dream bodies ascend to the higher realms.
Riding 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, try hard and don’t underestimate yourself.
Fifteen years later, I hope you will not die in court.
I was both happy and surprised when I paid homage to Si Yan again.
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 the sun is looking at the trains and supplies.
It has been a long time since the early stage, and there is no sound from the Luanhe.
Teeth and hair become whiter day by day, and ears and eyes become less intelligent.
Once the same material is transformed, the body merges with the dung soil.
Gods and immortals believe in it, and secular power cannot be relied upon.
Gou has no golden bones and no elixir name.
He just taught the bigu method and accepted the Shao Dan Sutra in vain.
If you work hard only for yourself, you will never succeed in a hundred years.
What a tragedy, Dreaming Immortal, one dream can ruin a life!
Meng visited Yuanjiu with Li Qi and Yu 32
Tang Bai Juyi
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.
The clouds are in February, and the spring breeze comes out hand in hand.
We passed through Jinganli together and dismounted to look for Yuanjiu.
Yuan Jiuzheng 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.
Every word has its own reasons, it seems that happiness cannot last forever.
In a moment, the gods are together, but the gods are separated.
Feeling doubtful, 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 have no time to see, 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 should be 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
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Don’t be surprised by favors and humiliations, and don’t worry about happiness. Don’t count the hardships of kindness.
The Yellow Emperor Confucius had nowhere to ask, but 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, it will last longer than the dream...>> Ancient poems about dreams
Send people
Author: Zhang Bi
p>Farewell to Meng Yiyi's arrival at Xie's house, where the small corridor turns to the winding corridor.
Only the moon in the spring garden is sentimental, just like falling flowers for people who are leaving.
It is sentimental to pity the wind and moon, but don’t hate life when spring comes.
Leaning on the pillar and thinking about it makes me feel melancholy, an erotic dream is unclear.
Shuilongyin·Ciyun Zhang Zhifu Yanghuaci
Author: Su Shi
It looks like a flower but not a flower, and no one cherishes it. Leaving home on the road, my thoughts are ruthless and thoughtful. The lingering damage to the soft intestines makes the delicate eyes want to open but also close. The dream travels thousands of miles with the wind, looking for the man's whereabouts, and is called by the oriole again.
I don’t hate that these flowers have all flown away, I hate the West Garden, and it’s hard to decorate it with falling red. When dawn comes and the rain passes, where are the traces? A pool of broken apples. There are three parts of spring scenery, two parts of dust, and one part of flowing water. If you look closely, you can see that they are not Yanghua, but the tears of Li Ren.
Lang Tao Sha Ling·The rain outside the curtain is gurgling
Author: Li Yu
The rain is gurgling outside the curtain, and the mood of spring is fading. Luo quilt cannot bear the cold at midnight. In the dream, I didn't know that I was a guest, and I was greedy for pleasure for a while.
Don’t lean on the fence when you are alone. The world is limitless. It is easy to say goodbye but difficult to see others. The flowing water and falling flowers are gone in spring, and the world is in heaven and earth. Ancient poems about dreams
It was stormy on November 4th
Lu You
Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain
The iron horse fell into a dream on the glacier Come
Zhuang Sheng is fascinated by butterflies in his dream, and looks forward to the emperor's spring heart filled with cuckoos.
(Li Shangyin. "Jin Se")
The dream of returning is like spring water, leisurely wandering around my hometown.
Thinking of nectar in the dream, cherishing the lamp in words.
When I recall my sleep, my spring dream is so sleepy. The jade hairpin hangs down from the pillow.
The dawn dream follows the sparse clock, and floats on the clouds.
(Li Qingzhao. "Dawn Dream")
After all the tears, the dream cannot come true, and the sound of singing is heard in the front hall late at night. (Bai Juyi. "Gong Ci")
At night, I suddenly returned home from a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small Xuan window.
(Su Shi. "Jiang Chengzi")
The steam is steaming over Mengze, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City. (Meng Haoran. "Looking at Dongting Lake and presenting it to Prime Minister Zhang")
In the dream, I didn't know that I was a guest, and I was greedy for pleasure for a while.
(Li Yu. "Lang Tao Sha")
The dream of returning to the motherland makes me shed tears. (Li Yu. "Midnight Song")
How much hatred was in my dream last night.
It's still like visiting Shangyuan in the old days.
(Li Yu. "Looking to the South of the Yangtze River")
Therefore, I look for it in my dream on my single pillow, but the dream does not turn into a lamp and ignites. (Ouyang Xiu. "Spring in the Jade House. I don't know whether you are far or near after farewell")
Feeling so nostalgic for my old friend, I am tired of my dreams.
(Meng Haoran. "Summer in the South Pavilion")
Daydream
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
In February, Rao fell asleep and fell into a trance. , Don’t sleep alone for short nights and short days.
The peach blossoms warm your eyes and make you drunk, and the spring and sunset bring you together in dreams.
The gate lane of my hometown is 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
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 been rebelling for three dynasties.
The rain is heavy, the maples are green, the clouds are deep and the 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 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 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 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 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 30, the second year of Baoli
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
It is a joy to see Chen Ying suddenly unraveling, and 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
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
I have traveled thousands of miles in my dream, 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 in the Forbidden City, Dreaming about Xianyou Temple
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The grass in Xixuan 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 of the 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 me, the boss, to practice hard and become ashes.
My whole life’s memories are gone, why did I fall into a dream last night? ...>> Poems that express one's feelings by writing dreams
Lu You: "The Storm Stormed on November 4th"
Lying stiffly in a lonely village without mourning, Shangsi is the country's garrison platform.
At night, I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream.
Li Bai's "Sleepwalking in the Heavenly Mother's Farewell"
The ancient poem "Spring Eve"
The butterfly dreams of a home thousands of miles away, and the branches of Zigui stick to the third watch of the moon.
Xin Qiji broke the spell? He wrote a poem for Chen Tongfu to send it to him.
When he was drunk, he lit up the lamp to read the sword, and dreamed of blowing the trumpet company camp. Eight hundred miles away, the troops under his command are burning, the sound of fifty-stringed strings turning outside the Great Wall, and the troops on the battlefield being ordered in autumn.
The horse is moving very fast, and the bow is shaking like a thunderbolt. Finish the affairs of the king and the world, and win the reputation during and after death. Misfortune happens in vain!
Yang Wanli
Dreaming of riding a white phoenix up into the blue sky, crossing the Milky Way and entering the Moon Palace.
Living in the world of Guanghanxiang, I feel the wind of osmanthus outside the curtain. What are the poems about dreams?
At night, I suddenly returned home from a deep dream, and I was dressing up outside the small window.
In the dream, I didn’t know I was a guest, and I was just having fun for a while.
Late at night, I suddenly dreamed about my youth. I cried and cried, and my eyes were red with tears. When I was drunk, I read the sword by burning the lamp, and I dreamed of blowing the trumpet company.
I want to dream of Wuyue, and fly across the Jinghu Lake in the moonlight overnight. Poems describing dreams
When you come, you leave without a trace, and when you go, you go with the same events.
The dream is a dream, and the dream is a dream.
Tired of heart and mind, unable to sleep, I closed my eyes and dreamed of holding a wine cup. The five tastes of life, good and bad, are full of emotions. When you are awake, you are squinting and your eyes are full of emotions.
In the cold clouds and dusk, 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.
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